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In our school, they teach (elementary level) Pre-K, through 5th. Last year was THE day for my youngest. She was almost 5 then (will be 6 in a few months). I, like many, counted down the days, made everything sound right in the world to her in regards to going to "big kid" school. And I made it like it was block-party time because Miss Skyler was *GOING TO SCHOOL!*.
When the day was FINALLY here, we got her in her uniform (yes, we are a uniform school..blech!), her big sissy and bro-bro helped her pack her back pack and then all of us (incl. dad who went in late to see this) waited for the inevitable. The first bus ride "alone" as a fully independent child. Not the dependent baby I raised to get to this stage of life.
As we stood there, I had flashbacks of all three kids run through my head. Of when they were babies and toddlers. And then I saw before my eyes, the wonderful children that they (at this point in their lives) have thus far grown up to be.
Sure, I smiled, laughed, made it all-out exciting and positive. But I was dying a little inside. It hurt to see my last baby go off. And seeing Skyler get on that bus did me in. Yes, I kept that slapped-on smile upon my face, and I waved to her as they started to pull off. But, as soon as they were out of eyesight, I lost it.
No longer could I hold back the hurt that my heart felt. The tears in their dam were no longer able to be kept at bay. Reality hit me square in the face, and in the heart.
Walking back in to the house, it was eerily quiet. I was so used to hearing Nick Jr. on the television and seeing Skyler munching on a morning goody (cereal mainly).
But on that day, it was just me and the cats. No "Mama!! I'm thirsty.", or "Mama! Where we go today?". Because, she was at "big kid" school.
This year, it will be a bit better. And Skyler is SO very excited to be going back to school. So is Bryce. Hayley on the other hand? She is 50/50 on the subject.
I get to do this again NEXT year with my oldest, who will be in Middle/Junior High School. It will (I'm sure) be riddled with many of the same fears as I had with them going off to Kindergarten (or Pre-K in Skyler's case) for the first time. Only this time, with MUCH more peer pressure and other "really big kid" things.
Even now, I can see Hayley (and yes, Bryce, too) as they were in the days of where Skyler is now. And all I can wonder at this point is...
God, where does the time fly off to? It all happens so quickly.
6 comments:
OH I remember these days.. but I think that we just lose ourselves in our kids when they are little as a rule. I was LOST with an empty house. First few days triggered panic attacks even..
Yep, the first week, it was so very quiet, I ran down the stairs several times a day, thinking that Skyler was in to something, and forgetting that she wasn't even there, but at school.
It took a while to adjust to the COMPLETE silence.
Funny, as children, we want to 'grow up' and be adults.
As parents of small children, we wish to get them off to school, as to get R&R.
Then, when they start their independent life and go off to school, leaving behind an empty home, we want them to be little again.
What a vicious and precarious cycle.
I love how you expanded on your comment and turned it into a post!
I will still have my youngest home with me all day, but it's still going to be much quieter for me this year.
Thanks for linking up!
It's hard letting them go but we have too. My boy is a senior this year and my girl is in her last year of junior high. She'll go off to high school without her big brother in school with her. She thinks this is great, me not so much!
I hurt so much for you mommas who are struggling with this at this time! As a future teacher, I've seen these looks in the eyes of many mothers.
Your baby is being taken care of! And the best part is that she'll ALWAYS be your baby!
Yes, it is HARD watching your kids leave and go to school.
i think i cried with my oldest.
My second was like YES! (And yes I love all my kids equally)
And my third she is still 2 I will probably cry.
so exciting, but oh how I still just wanna snuggle them.
And i am so DONE having kiddos....
Liked your post.
And I am glad i made U laugh this morn with my MAtthew post...lol.
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