Every year as I anxiously anticipate the return to the school year routine, I also get just a slight bit emotional! While the daily grind mom in me can not wait until they return to school and have a focus and a routine, the real mommy in me breaks a little more. Each year is a new chapter in their lives. Another step forward into their future and eventually adult-hood. The first day of school every year reminds me that I am one year closer to having my babies leave the nest and walk on their own and I cry just a little.
This year was particularly hard for me. My oldest began her 4 year stretch in High School, she has rounded third and is heading for home and it both scares me and fills my heart with pride. So this year I just got a little teary eyed (until I got home).
My second child is almost to second base. He entered 5th grade this year. All maturity and insecurity. He was not at all interested or pleased that I accompanied him to his room. He barely tolerated me entering his room and seeing where he sits, and I respected that by taking just 1 picture!
My third child is sitting pretty at 1st this year in 3rd grade. He was more than eager to let me into his room and even said, "Hey all.....my mom is here" (don't think that will last long) and neither will his safe plant on first base.
My baby, that was the other tear jerker! She stepped up to the plate this year and hit her first home run! She was so excited and so ambivilant about starting Kindergarten. She held my hand, my leg and finally she let me go (didn't she know how much I wanted to stay?) .
Yep this morning I cried real good and real hard! But I am also really happy to have a moment of peace to do so!!!
