Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Decisions, Decisions

With Marleigh turning four this past January, this spring has turned into a time for decisions.  Big decisions.  Hard decisions.  At least for me anyway.  I tend to be an overanalyzer / overthinker / overstresser / overtalker type of Mom.  I try to think and analyze every possibility.

I knew there would be a time to decide if we were going to put Marleigh into Preschool.  If we decided to do Preschool, then we would need to decide which one.  Marc and I agreed that Preschool would be a good thing for Marleigh next fall.  Since it would only be three hours, we felt that would be a great transition instead of just thrown into all day kindergarten the following year.  But which Preschool?

In our little town, I know of at least four Preschools, and I'm sure there are probably a few I don't know about. Choosing a Preschool that is a good fit for Marleigh is very important to me.  Marleigh tends to be timid and a bit introverted.  I wanted a small enough class that she wouldn't feel overwhelmed or intimidated, or just turn into a wall flower.  We narrowed our choice to two Preschools.  Both had some pros and cons.  I mulled over it for days, agonizing about make the right decision.  We finally decided on Stepping Stones.  The big drawback to Stepping Stones is that it does not bus.

Which then leads us to another big decision. It isn't feasible to pick Marleigh up at 11:00, and drive her clear out to Ashley's house.  So now we're stuck trying to make a decision about Daycare for next year.  Our kids have absolutely loved Ashley, and I think she truly loves them as well.  Logistically, I just don't think we can make it work next year.

Marleigh has been BEGGING to get into a dance class. I really didn't want to start adding evening activities for at least a few more years, because I know that once it starts, it won't stop.  And I really kind of like our evenings at home, all together, as a family.  But, Marleigh has been persistent.  She dances around, twirls, and says, "Look at me, Mom!  I'm a ballerina!"  She tends to not have a lot of self confidence, and is probably a little behind with her coordination. This leads us to yet another decision.  We have to decide if it is the right time to start dance.  It would mean driving to Great Bend, which is 20 miles away. After much discussion, the pros of starting dance far outweigh the cons.

But guess what, now we have to decide on WHERE to start dance.  We have some friends and their daughter goes to dance in Great Bend, so we have inquired there.  They don't have enrollment for a couple of months, but hopefully that will be where our little ballerina will get her start.  :)

I know that all of these decisions seem pretty trivial to most people.  Some may even think I am nuts for stressing about them.  Five years from now, I'm sure I'll look back and think how minor these decisions were.  Ten years from now, I will probably be wishing my toughest decisions were about which preschool to choose or where to take dance lessons.  Right now, though, these ARE the important decisions to me, because they are important to my children.  I fully realize that which Preschool we choose will probably not alter the course of Marleigh's life whatsoever.  But when these little people are your life, you want the very best for them.  So, I will continue to overstress/overanalyze all these tough decisions. I will continue to discuss the same issue with Marc 39,000 times until he finally loses patience with me and tells me to "just choose, already!"*   I have learned there really isn't any "right" decision, most of the time.  We can only make the "best" decision at the time given the facts and go with it.







*Marc is actually quite patient with my neurotic need to hash things out a million times.  He normally just says, "Honey,  you've really thought this through, I'm good with whatever decision you decide."  

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