A few weeks ago I made a snarky comment about mothers who are all sad and weepy at the thought of sending their children off to Kindergarten. Well...God don't like snarky.
Tonight after implementing the much missed school night routine, I found myself having peculiar feelings.
It started with writing Bryson's name on EVERYTHING from his Avengers folder, to his Avengers book bag, Avengers t-shirt, pencil case, and lunch box. The kid is a walking billboard.
I started tearing up thinking that from now on he'll have a bevy of school supplies that I will need to identify as his, with my trusty black Sharpie marker. He'll make new friends, walk down hallways in a single file, sit in a desk, and learn to read. It's like Bryson's turning into a "real" kid.
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Shit.
Then, while doing some last minute shopping for lunch meat I nearly lost it thinking that I've got a 12 year old who doesn't even NEED me to make his lunches anymore. Not only is he sporting a mini-stache, but he grew nearly 2 inches in the last 3 months and can often be found ogling the half naked picture of Ariana Grande on his Nook wallpaper.
This is just too much for my life.
While I'll miss Bryson's role as the adorable tumor attached to my side and Tyler's adolescent smugness, I will not miss the incessant yelling and whining that went on all summer long. I swear to God if I heard "MOM, blah, blah, blah, insert complaint about an annoying thing one brother is doing to the other, mayhem, bloodshed over a video game...etc" I was sending them all to military school.
See I haven't gotten completely soft.
So, Thursday when I walk Bryson down to the end of the driveway, watch him board that big yellow bus with all of those 5th grade hooligans, and drive off to Kindergarten glory, I will not cry. Well, at least not until the bus is out of sight.
How are you coping with the first day of school?
Sucking it up From Boyland,
10 COMMENTS:
Well, I WAS doing really well until I just read that post and thought about my son as a teen having those sexual feelings. Oh no!!
They grow up so quickly when they start school, don't they! I noticed it first of all with the neighbour's kids, and then my eldest. I coped really well but I'm not so confident I'll get through the next one starting school without a few sad moments of my own.
I'm hanging in here with 2 kids under 2, hoping I can make it until I'm in your shoes where at least one of the kids is in school! I love the pics on your blog! (visiting from #commenthour)
Its so bitter sweet when they go off to school. But hang in there, letting him go to school will get a bit easier. :)
Awww...it's ok to feel a little sad, but I can tell you haven't lost your sense of humor about it.
This gives me hope that someday I'll have a small piece of my life back when I don't have a kid around all the time! The grass is always greener, right?
Thanks for all the support ladies. Saying goodbye for the first time is never easy. Glad I have a great group of moms to share my ridiculous emotions with :-)
We haven't gotten to the school age yet, but I think my son will have a hard time too. He is always glued to my hip.
I always wondered why other moms would get so upset about dropping their kids off at daycare. I would and even if Ade cried a little it never really bothered me to the point of crying in my car.
Until today. She puckered up that lip and this momma melted. I completely understand now.
Sara having an adorable tumor on your hip is very difficult, but it does get easier. That's the lie I'm telling myself, lol.
chemicallyinclined (love your name btw) those damn pouty lips! I thought I was a hardcore mom, I'm just a big softy too.
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