Last year, I penned a cute little poem about this day...this "Night Before School" day. But this year? Today? Well...today I'm just putting on a happy face and trying to keep those pesky tears at bay.
Gosh...why is this so hard?!
I sense a little apprehension in my Baby's answer to "Are you excited to start Kindergarten?"...she answers yes, but I can see there's just a hint of uncertainty. To be expected, I suppose, but it certainly doesn't make it easier on me.
I finally realized why I think it's so tough on me this year (but, if I'm being totally honest, I was all torn up when the Pal went to K, also)...having had Pal when I was just a kid myself, (for the record I was 19) I've never really known life without kids. What IS a day like without a kiddo around to "mom" this and "mom" that and snuggle with in the mornings and chitter chatter with during car rides and read books with and be silly with and...ugh.
I need a Kleenex.
Thankfully, I have some wonderful family members set on keeping me busy tomorrow...Gram and I are back to cooking (wonderful distraction), Pal is home one extra day (the 10-12th graders stay home an extra day to allow the 9th graders time to acclimate...without all those bossy older kids around), and my mom called about going out for lunch tomorrow.
There are already volunteer opportunities that have come up...but for my babe's sake (or, maybe mine?) I think I'm gonna lay low from school for a bit. I think my presence in school has the potential of making things tougher...and good gracious, that would do me in.
So...wish us luck. If you're the praying type, some prayers for strength and grace for me and courage for my babe would be much appreciated!
I'll keep you posted...