The emotions that run through a mother’s head when your kiddos go back to school can be all over the place. Did you pack them enough to eat for lunch? Will they make any friends? Will they hate it? Will they miss you?… Over the past few years, my emotions have changed a lot about the first day of school. I won’t lie, the tears I once cried out as I dropped off my little one have turned to tears of joy.
~Tears of Sadness~
Flash-back… The first day of preschool, even the last day of preschool there was definitely some welling in the eyes. I mean my BABY was in school! How did this happen?!
~Tears of Guilt~
We had a Crazy summer that year. V was born and we moved from Missouri to Florida. We were settled about 2 weeks before J headed back to school. His backpack almost swallowed him alive!!
We had moved from all of his friends. I couldn’t help but feel guilty that I might have stuck him with a bunch of jerks… I ran to the car before I let the water works start. He, of course, loved his new school and before long had plenty of new friends.
~Tears of Pride~
By the first day of 1st grade, we were settled. He was in sports, had friends, and was ready to go to school. I knew he was ready and prepared. It felt good sending him off somewhere he loved…. then it happened. We moved again… Florida to Kentucky over Christmas break.
After a lot of holiday traveling, we prepared for a new school again. No complaints, no fear, and no tears (for J that is). Again, mom filled with pride, dropped off her 1st grader for his first day, again. I waited until I got into the car to let the tears flow.
~Tears of Joy~
So are you there yet? When the end of summer hits, are you counting down the days until school? Don’t get me wrong I love summer and all of the great activities that go along with it, but towards the end, I can tell J is striving for more. It is like his brain needs to learn and by the end, my brain is fried…
2nd grade go get ’em J!! Look his backpack even fits!
The truth is, there are all kinds of tears involved with being a parent. The hardest part is watching them walk away. When they don’t need to turn around anymore to see if you are there. When they are learning to be confident and independent. When you are starting to learn to trust that you have taught them well. This is the moment your Fears can turn to Cheers as you watch them grow into another year of growth and learning new things.
When the kiddos moved to their new classrooms, I had tears of fears…but I know that they love where they are and are thriving!