Kindergarten Blues

That is the song this momma is singing these days. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited that he is onto the world of Kindergarten. Off learning new things, making new friends.

But mainly for the point that I don't have to be breaking up as many arguments during the day, because so far Elena and Natalie are just little buddies and are completely content to play more quietly together. They play dollies or look at books together. But the fact of the matter is my first born child is now a kindergartener!!

I had one major breakdown in the store earlier this week as I watched all the parents hurriedly shopping for back to school clothes. I knew the date on the calendar and wasn't stressing over it. This was a good thing. It just hit me when I was thinking of what to buy to pack in Bills lunch and I realized I had to pack Ethans this week as well that it hit me hard. I got into the car and just bawled. I was hoping I was just getting it out of my system and would be all prepared for the big day.

I had a brave face as we got going that first morning. He could hardly contain himself. Loading his backpack with all his supplies carefully marked in permanent ink with his name on them, He gave me his lunch order and then constantly asked how much time until we left. We took the walk down to the school and with a swift kiss he was off! Not so much as a look back at momma. He was ready! I did fine as we left the school, looked at my girls and started to think of all the fun things we could do together. Tea parties, painting nails, playing make-up. oh how fun!

Once we got home and the girls resumed their playing I started to think about when I first brought him home from the hospital. Since he was born Sept 1, school was just starting and I had a friend who was a bus driver and her route went past our house. Me and my tiny baby would wait on the porch or watch out the window for the bus. We would wave at the kids and they thought it was so funny to see me making this baby wave at them. It was just a special time. Just me and my little man. My first born. Now I watch him load up his backpack and rush off to school to join all those kids. Although it tears at my heart strings just a bit, I am one proud momma to see how much he has grown and who he is becoming with each day a new adventure with a new lesson to learn... for both of us!!