the dreaded first day of preschool

DSC_4772

 

It’s not a dreaded first day for my son but it is for me. While the other kids are crying for their parents he will say, “See you later mom” and walk up to the school with a backpack that’s larger than he is and a confidence I wish I had. He’s brave, confident, and fearless—which means I’m doing my job but he definitely doesn’t get his fearlessness from me.

He is my first and only child. A perfect little cuddler with an adorable sense of humor who is growing up so fast.

I’m going to have a few hours a day to myself and that will be great. But I have to admit that I already miss him. It’s rough letting go of some precious time that I was so lucky to have for the past three years.

Advertisements

About this entry