First let me start by saying that I have been soooo sick the last few days. I get these pain episodes that start in my back and go to my chest and I have no idea what they are. Sometimes they last only a short time and other times they last all night long. After my all night pain fest I was treated to a bout of the stomach bug so it was all I could do to get the boys to the first day of school yesterday. I say all that to explain why I only have one little sad camera phone photo of the first day of school LOL.
I literally dragged myself out of bed after only two hours of sleep Sunday evening and somehow got the boys ready for their first day, but I forgot the camera so all I have is a lonely photo to remember their first day of school this year.
It never gets easier for me to send them off at the beginning of each school year. It isn’t necessarily the fact that they will be gone during the day, since I have been praying for silence and order all summer. No, it is like saying goodbye to another year of their childhood and I just can’t stand it. I blink and they are older and bigger and in less need of me. Each year they become more independent and get one step closer to leaving me. I thought I would get over it once they got to be a certain age, but alas I have not.
You will notice from the picture though, that Jase is missing. I decided to hold on to him for a few more weeks, months, who knows how long LOL. I want to send him to preschool for the experience, but I also selfishly want to hold on to my last little boy and not take the leap of sending him somewhere where I will no longer be the center of his life and day. I hope to get him enrolled by Christmas, but I am having a hard time letting go.
Anyone else have any thoughts? Has it become easier for you to let go each year or are you dreading the thought of your little one trotting off to school as well?