My son is finishing preschool and my daughter is heading in. Where oh where did the time go?
I am definitely having a bit of a hard time with it. Feeling out of sorts.
I’m anxious for what lies ahead this next month with both kids home full time. Excited at the possibilities.
I’m nervous as I think about Cameron’s new school with new teachers, new parents and new schedules.
I am absolutely tripping out that I have a 5.5 year old who is entering Kindergarten. And that my “baby” Leah, will be going to preschool, making friends, leaving my nest.
I’m nervous for both of them. Oh how I hope making new friends comes easily.
My stomach does a few flips thinking about it.
I feel as if I am the one heading into school. It’s as if I’ve been transformed back into my Kindergarten self.
I remember Kindergarten. Which means all that Cameron is doing right now, and these new, exciting (and anxiety-filled for mama) moments, he will forever remember. Meeting new friends, finding his place at a new school. Learning the rules. Breaking them. Learning the consequences…he will remember it all. It’ll be interesting to see him blossom and come more into his own over this next year. Kindergarten is a biggie. I’d say, it’s right up there with your first day at Junior high or as an awkward Freshmen in high school and then college. It’s the beginning of a long long memory of school. And all that comes with that.
And Leah…I can’t wait to see her spunk really come alive as she spreads her wings a bit in preschool. She’s never gone to a sitter or daycare so this whole “away from mommy all day” thing will be new. So will the reprimanding (I admit it, I’m a softy for her). But her sweet smile and adorable eyes can’t get her out of it in preschool, oh no, they mean business. I wonder what Miss Sass will do. It shall be interesting. And fun.
I’m torn between tears and smiles; nervousness and excitement.
My children are growing up.
And I’m not so sure I’m ready.