Monday, August 9, 2010

The First Day of School

I always knew I wanted be a mom. In fact, next to finding the perfect man to be my baby's daddy, it was the most important thing in life to me. When people asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer was always the same, a mom. Cheesy? Maybe? But true.

I knew being a parent would be hard, but I had no idea how hard it would be to watch them grow up. Letting go is by far the hardest thing for me. I want to know where they are, what they're doing, who they're with, if they ate ALL their lunch, if they washed their hands, if they're being nice, etc., etc. (yes, there is more).

I remember when Jaren (my oldest) started school (sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday) and how Jace starting school seemed so far away. I will miss him so much. He makes me laugh every single day. I'm also a little worried that Tate will miss him more. It is going to be hard for him to adjust to not having his brothers home.

This morning, I choked back tears as we walked the kids to school and dropped them off at their classes, but they were only for me. The boys were so excited! Jaren was so cute telling Jace all about the rules, and Jace was just ecstatic to be one of the big boys. I did have a minor panic attack when I was out earlier today. I thought I was missing Jace and needed to pick him up somewhere. Lame I know. That has never (that I remember) happened before. This day has flown by even though I've looked at the clock a million times, pausing to remind myself what he's doing, and that they would call me if anything horrible went wrong...

What is wrong with me?

2 comments:

Kami said...

I love that last picture of Tate running to his brothers! SO CUTE!

Ondrea said...

Nothing is wrong with you--you are perfectly normal! And a wonderful mom too. Congrats on making it through the first day, Mom. Hope you have many happy school days ahead!