Mommy Confession #9

The girls got their first rejection letter in the mail this weekend.  Their names were not selected during a lottery for placement in a highly sought after preschool program.  I was relieved since we had already decided not to enroll them if their names were pulled.  With this option officially off the table, I can't second guess our decision.  Confession: That fact did not spare me from a momentary pang of rejection.  Silly, right? 

I can only imagine how difficult it is going to be when the girls face real rejection in the future.  I'm sure my mommy instincts will tempt me to run in and make it all better, but I won't.  We're determined not to be helicopter parents or parents who bail their kids out when they make mistakes or parents who raise entitled children. There are plenty of parties they won't be invited to, goals they won't quite achieve and teams they won't make in our future.   As difficult as it will be, we'll let them feel all those pangs of rejection.

Yet another sign they're growing up . . . first attempt at roller skating

By the way, the girls are enrolled in a preschool program that I love.  I'm beyond relieved that we finally made a decision.