I started to leave my son at school alone last week. Starting from slightly less than an hour to 1.5 hours, he has surpassed my expectation.
We talked about him playing at school alone over a few days then when the day finally came, he panicked. I spent about an hour with him and said goodbye, promising to buy his favourite food. I closed the school gate hurriedly, fearing that he would see my tears. He struggled in the teacher's arms and screamed, "Open the gate! Open the gate! Faster!!" I was heartbroken. I doubted if I did the right thing. I couldn't stop my tears when I walked to my car. That was the longest one hour in my life.
When I returned, he was playing puzzles with a teacher. Even though he was quiet, he was not distraught. In fact, he was so proud that he stayed at school alone (though only for a little under 1 hour), he talked about his 'bravery' again and again :P
Separation on the following day was still difficult but again, he looked calm and happy when I returned. Teachers commented that he followed instructions really well and was very cooperative.
On the third session, he followed the teacher willingly and waved goodbye to me after we hugged. No drama and no tears. I was so proud of him!
We are pleasantly surprised to say the least! Z has been very clingy since young. Even until now, he insists on staying in a same room with me ALL THE TIME. We didn't expect him to make this giant leap so soon.
After transitioning Z to school, it's R's turn soon. We plan to send R to half day play school when she turns two as she seems more independent. Then, I shall continue the second leg of my working life. Eek, it's so novel and exciting, I can hardly wait!
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