Well it has been three weeks of Kindy and phew I think I am surviving kindy (touch wood)...it's funny as a mother you just keep growing and growing without really noticing, it's like for example healing your own fears you had about school, and issues around making friends. I have learnt one very important lesson, which is to be aware of yourself and what emotions are churned up from stepping foot onto the school lawn - lol

One thing I found to be good in separating my feelings from my son's feelings was to ask him when he was upset about feeling left out, was (I know it sounds easy now) for me to focus on his feelings and to express them to me. If anything that would make me focus on him rather than the situation, which most of the time you can do nothing about.

I found that getting him to voice his own feelings he managed to work out how much of a big deal it was and what he thought he could do to sort the problem out. Gee's it hard work to remain impartial without looking like I don't care, so focusing on his feelings reassured him I did care, but I couldn't go over and punch the kid because he wanted me to...

I've learnt to let him voice his feelings even if they are strong and to cry as much as he wants to...then to reassuringly mention that this happens to everyone and what can we do about it...he felt better and that he had mummy always there for support...I guess this is what my role is now to do, he's not a baby anymore but a child - wow time flies - lol