It’s 10:30 at night. I was HOPING to be asleep by now. I was HOPING to make another (possibly futile) attempt at getting my butt up and running in the AM before the chaos of the day but alas…here I sit….at the bar in my kitchen eating left over pizza and biting my nails (and talking to you).
Why all this nervous eating? This week has done a number on my emotions and it’s not over yet. Tuesday E started kindergarten. Yes, I know, it’s a great milestone. One a mom should be proud of and I am but the sap in me has been tearing up randomly since Monday. I tried to keep it together when we dropped him off. I really did but as you might be able to see in this picture, I didn’t do a very good job.
But he was strong and did great. I left his room and headed to coffee with the other parents trying to gain my composure and random parents would give me hugs and remark on the obvious fact that I was the mom of a kindergartner. Guess lots of us do it.
Today was day two and it was a little better but I still teared up. There is no real reason why I should be crying. It’s not sad. I guess I just see 5 years of mothering flashing before my eyes. Before long he will be driving. UGH!
And NOW tomorrow MiniE starts preschool. Seriously. I’m gonna need a LONG run and an even bigger
bottle glass of wine.
It’s funny. I’ve been blogging since before E was born. We’ve gone through a TON of milestones together and now this. So stay with me….I’m gonna need all the virtual hugs I can get this week.