It's 8:00 in the morning on this, our last day of summer freedom. This is the first time in over five years that the ending of summer break has been a real bummer. Probably the biggest bummer of my life. Tomorrow I have to hand my little Junie over to the public school system. Kindergarten just snuck right up on us, and I don't feel prepared for this change at all.
It's been a great summer, filled with family reunions, swim parties, barbecues, ball games, and more hot dogs than I'd like to admit to. Although, if you ask Kolby, his summer vacation was a joke - two weeks with the family and then back to the grind on July 6th.
But today I have a sick feeling in the pit of my gut. I'm worried. My girls are my whole life. In fact, you could probably count the days we have spent apart on one hand. I don't know how a parent does this school business. Everyone keeps telling me to be excited and enjoy the little bit of free time I will have now that June is off to school. I won't. I know myself well enough to realize that I'm just going to be a nervous wreck wondering if she is safe going to the bathroom, or in danger on the playground where the kids can be ruthless, and strangers could be lurking.
June was worried about this day, too. She was worried until she got to visit her bright, colorful classroom filled with toys, puzzles and art supplies. And it only took one look at the playground to convince her that school is the place to be. I know she's going to hop out of the car tomorrow, head for class and never look back. I know I did. I loved school! And I want her to love it, too. But chances are, I'll be the one lurking in the parking lot, just to make sure she doesn't need me. June did give me permission to linger. Yesterday she told me, "Mom, it's okay if you want to sit in your car and cry for a while." So I think I will.
8 comments:
I know how you feel. Kade is heading off to 2nd grade and Benson is going to kindergarden. I am loosing two children. It just makes me feel better knowing they are excited to go to school. But it's hard sending the first one off. Good luck...
Hey June, maybe you can come to my house someday. I have lots of toys you can play with and you can play with me in my little play house with Dewie.
On the next friday I'm going to school and I'm really excited, I've got everything I need, I got a ruler and I'm really super dooper excited to start school.
Love you June. Your BFF - Arlee
I'm a bit of a wreck as well. I thought I would be excited to send Arlee off to school but I'm freaking out a bit, and it makes me super emotional. Arlee asked me to read this blog out loud to her and I couldn't even get through it, I was choking up and doing my best to not cry. Arlee kept rubbing my backing saying...It's okay mom. (Is this Normal??)
That's good advice, I love their honesty. It sounds like it's been tough, how fast they grow-up huh!
DEJA
LOL. I love that she said that to you... also, i love that photo of her. What a fantastic time Jess, make sure to take loads of photos to blackmail her with later. hee hee. NO need to worry about a bully, she's a tough cookie!
Jess I think you did great- give yourself a pat on the back!!
I feel the same way...every year. But this year Pippi's teacher is above reproach. And it's going to be wonderful. It sounds like June's gonna have a great time, too. But I still can't wait for summer to come again.
Your sweet little post made me cry. Sending my boys off to preschool made me feel the same way. They do grow up so fast!
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