Yesterday I went to Daisy’s school to watch her play the part of Mary in the Christmas nativity. It was a very proud mummy moment for a few reasons.
For the past few weeks our house has been filled with the sound of Daisy rehearsing every single song and line. She has worked so hard and the nativity story seems to have really captured her imagination.
Over the weekend we were all struck down with the dreaded lurgy. On Sunday night Daisy was feeling pretty rubbish. Monday morning came and after a bad nights sleep I really didn’t think she would make it as far as school but her determination to take part in the nativity won. Topped up with calpol she went to school.
I arrived early at school and got front row seats so I could see my little girl shine. Daisy’s teacher came to tell me she’d had a few little wobbles and been a bit teary so I wondered if she would decide to opt out instead. I watched as she walked on to stage stifling a little yawn, despite this she remembered every line and sang her little solo part beautifully. She did leave baby Jesus under the bench but a gentle reminder from teacher soon remedied that. I thought I might have a little cry when she sang her solo but I think that wrangling Jake to keep quiet and sit still distracted me from the emotion of it all. I will admit that I had a little teary moment when I learnt she had the part.
I’m so proud of her bravery. Standing on a stage in front of lots of grown ups when you are four years old is no mean feat. I’m also extremely proud of her determination, she could have stayed off school but she pushed on.
Tonight she has gone to bed early after snuggling on the couch with some toast and watching Barbie charm school for the twentieth time. Hopefully she will feel much better tomorrow. She has a trip to Santa’s grotto with school and her birthday to look forward to later this week.