don't just listen, follow

 

last we heard of miley she was starting her first day of school. we all loved mia's pre-school, miley not being able to attend there was one of the few things that saddened me about our recent move. when miley became of school age we confidently enrolled her in a sister program to the one mia had attended.

after tearing myself away from miley that first day, i looked at brian, for reasons i couldn't explain, and told him that i wasn't sure that this was going to work out. to make a long story short, it didn't.

i continued taking her to class that week. i had argued with myself, called the reluctance to let her go silly, and attempted to rationalize it all away. after leaving her on the third day of class that little feeling of uneasiness i had in my gut had accelerated into what felt like physical illness. every fiber in my being was screaming out for my middle child. i had no idea what was going on. all i knew was that i had to go get her.

i arrived 45 minutes before class was to be let out to find my little 3 year old girl walking around outside by herself. not behind a gate, not on a playground, and not under a teachers supervision. totally alone. i had a complete meltdown. the director of the program has since given me her word that locks have been put on gates, the teacher has been taken care of, and other safety policies have been put in place to ensure that this will never happen to another child.

i have been beside myself. how could i have let this happen? i knew it the first day,the first time we walked in the classroom, and i was too weak to do anything about it. the good that has come out of this is that i, and now you, will always listen and follow your instincts.

as for miley she's happy to be spending her days at home in her swimsuit, playing horsey with her big sister, and under the oh so watchful eye of her mom.