The night before the big day was upon us.
I was a nervous wreck, but hid it well.
Would she cry?
Would she get off the bus and cry?
How is she going to get to her classroom
Will the children be nice?
How the heck is she going to get on the RIGHT bus, and make it home?
I just had to rely on the wonderful teachers and students at her school, and my faith.. to get me through every hour..
I wasnt sure what she would like for lunch, but her lunch time was at 12:30..and she was leaving the house at 7:30, with one snack in between. I was scared she wouldnt have enough.
So Day 1:
Goldfish Pretzels, Snow Peas, Cheesestick, Organic Turkey Roll Ups, and a Giant Frosted Apple Cookie. I didnt show her any of her lunch, I wanted the cookie to be a big surprise for her.
One of my hopes was that with kindergarten, everyones schedules would be pushed up earlier and earlier, which is what has happened over the week. I woke up around 6:30, after tossing and turning all night in fear of being late for the first day
I quickly put together a chalkboard sign (almost forgot)!!!
I literally snapped a few pics, and she was already hopping on the bus, no tears, complete confidence, and waving goodbye to us, smiling from ear to ear.
We got to share this moment with her, bot Daddy and I, because Andrew was still deep in dreamland.
And just like that, my baby was gone.
I had to let go and trust that she would be okay and taken care of ... by people I had only met once, or never even met before. The tears were starting to come to surface. I dont know how the hell I kept them back, I suppose it was her confidence, and her excitement.
I knew she'd be fine. But still, all my worst fears and awful thoughts were swirling in my brain.. naturally... crazy, nervous Mom. ha!
SO ... what do we do all day???
I woke up Andrew, and fed him some bacon and cereal.
We needed milk, so he and I quickly ran to Wegmans, and on the way I may have drove past her school, you know, just to make sure it wasn't burning in flames, or being surrounded by the SWAT team.... (nervous mama... all day I tell ya)
Then we came home and ...
We were off to the park. I wasn't brave enough to go to far from our house, so we walked.
I couldn't help but notice how much lighter the wagon was that day, and how eerily quiet it was..
I missed her.. and I was a little sad.
I fought back tears all day..
I know this is part of her growing up, but part of that hurt.
Andrew and I had a nice little morning.
He went down for a nap around 12:30, and I kept watching the clock, watch, phone ... just waiting til drop off time.
I waited outside probably 25 minutes before the actual bus came.
My baby!!!
I gave her THE biggest hug ever!
She was home, and safe, and I was so happy.
She was so happy as well, which continued to ease my worry.
Day 1 was in the books.
She told me about some friends she made, and ate ALL of her lunch I packed.
She did so much by herself, I was amazed. This girl was a big ball of tears when she was 3 and 4 going into school...but not this year. This year she suddenly grew up.. and changed so much in just a few months. I am so so incredibly proud of her.
Kindergarten is going to be great
