Punky is 3. I shouldn’t be worrying about anything to do with school yet, should I?
I am though. I am & I’ve got myself into a doubting tizz. This parenting palaver is hard, especially for an indecisive worrier like myself.
My dilemma; Le Punk is a January baby. We have the “luxury” of being able to choose when she starts school, the choices being when she has just turned 5 or when she has just turned 6… & I am so ridiculously anxious already about this decision.
We have to decide by the end of this year, essentially, so that she can either move up to 4 year old kindergarten next year in readiness for starting Prep the year after, or do another year of 3 year old kinder so she moves up to 4 year old with the same group & then on to school.
There are pluses & minuses to both options; we discovered only days ago that some speech issues we were mildly concerned about may be speech issues we should be somewhat more concerned about, so we’re off to the speech therapist next week. Delaying school would ensure that those issues are well & truly dealt with before the black shiny shoes make an appearance, for example.
We’ve pretty much agreed that yes, sending her when she’s 6 is the way to go. She’ll be more confidant, a leader. She won’t be the young one when that inevitable stage of teenage experimentation rolls around…
…but still I worry. One niggle is how tall she is; already the size of a 4 year old & as big or bigger than some kids I’ve seen running around in school uniform. I can’t say I ever hated being the tallest in my class, but everyone is different. What if she isn’t accepted because she towers above her classmates? Where is a crystal ball when I need one?
Opinions? Advice? Hit me. So far I have gathered that people have often regretted sending their child to school at the first opportunity & less often regretted keeping them home a little longer, but you know, I’m worrying that I’m missing some vital, pivotal, life changing point.