
Yesterday I went for the student observation part of the Montessori school admissions process. The other parents were nice and laid back. One nursed her three year-old as we all sat at the little kids' table in the classroom. Tenzin flitted from the butterflies to the fish, talked louder than everyone else, and threw himself into the teacher's arms when it was time to go. "Thank you for inviting me to your school," he said to her, wrapping his little arms around her waist.
Tomorrow I go for the adult tour, and then I find out if he actually gets in. Then I have to decide a. if I think it is obscene and/or remotely feasible to spend 9k for preschool; b. if he has to go at all-- he's just a baby!; and c. am I ready to get sick every week from his exposure to all the other kids? I mean really, we were there for an hour and a half and by nightfall I had a sore throat.
And then there are all of the ideas people have about preschool:
Kids who go to preschool do better than kids who don't. Mothers who send their kids to preschool are happier than mothers who don't. Kids shouldn't ever go to preschool--spoken by my neighbor who "unschools" and lets her kids help her in the garden and follow their bliss. Kids should go only for a few hours a few times a week; kids should go somewhere close to home; kids shouldn't get involved in a scientific, highly structured Montessori environment because it robs them of their childhood; kids shouldn't go to Waldorf because it doesn't have enough structure (I'd love to hear about Waldorf's Anthroposophy from Kenneth Chennault).
Then there are the people who think that you're spoiled to even have this discussion and you should send your child to whatever is available and get over it already.
Good gracious.
Today I went into a shop. A mom was working with her two four-year olds by her side. Tenzin picked up some crayons and they started to play while the mom and I talked pre-school. Montessori has a three year waiting list, A'nuenue is five hundred dollars a week, and she's got twins. I told her my saga and we sat commiserating. I told her that I thought her kids looked perfectly happy being with her and she with them and how great that she can bring them to work. She understood my issues with the costs and pressures of Montessori, and especially about getting sick every week.
Not a lot of judgment. Just moms, getting together and talking about how we're making do with the options available--and how we wish we could do more to make them better. We didn't mention that we hope Obama or Hillary will draw on their experiences in a two-career family to usher in excellent, affordable child care (like they have in Sweden), but I sure as heck was thinking about it.
But my point is, when people offer themselves up and take the risk to be open; when they are struggling with how to manage in this crazy world, we could just support their choices rather than wish they had as much of a grip as we think they should. I think there is a difference between explaining why we make the decisions we do and judging people for making different ones.
That said, so many of you gave me such great feedback about food a few posts ago (Tenzin is eating everything just fine now--I think it was a first-time mom confidence thing). What do you think about pre-school?
I'd love to hear your experiences--good, bad, other.