In our household, school starts back this Friday. And while I'll be doing the happy dance that the kids will be out of my hair (please, every mother thinks this), I will be Very Sad.
My oldest starts third grade and my baby, MY BABY starts Kindergarten a week later. *sobs* Where has time gone? It seems like just last week that they were taking first steps and speaking their first words (and now all we want them to do is BE QUIET). It's all happening way too fast for me, but not for them.
Oh no. They've been counting down the days until glue sticks and scissors. Until they make new friends and hug old ones. Until I get told 65 times a day that their teacher says and does things the best way ever. They're counting down days until graduation, college and careers (maybe getting married but the opposite sex has cooties in my house) while I'm trying to hold on to chubby, sticky hands and mispronunciations of words like forget and theater (get-for and movie-ater).
While I'll be holding back tears, my two babies will be running to their new classroom and hugging the new woman in their life that will teach them what they need to know. Not me. I have equal parts of hate and love for this woman, born of jealousy and awe.
So think of me and all the other moms and dads that will be going through this very, very soon. Send us prayers, happy thoughts and bottles of wine. Remind us that this isn't just the end of an era, but the beginning of a new one.
What have you done to get through a very bittersweet moment like this?