About three weeks ago, my one and only child started kindergarten. He'd been to daycare and preschool and now it was time for him to start "big boy" school. Oh my heart. I just couldn't believe my baby is old enough to start elementary school. Where does the time go?...
Sam and I had talked about starting school for awhile before the big day came. He didn't really know how to feel or what to think. We went to an open house before school started. He met his teacher and saw his classroom, I felt like maybe some of his fears subsided. He started feeling excited about school and anxious to start. So, we waited for his first day and then it came ...
There he was. My tiny, perfect baby, turned into a big boy in what seemed like no time. Cute shirt, pressed shorts, embroidered back pack, spiky hair. He was ready! He stood in the driveway and held my sign I ordered just for this special day, took pictures, got irritated with my pictures, said goodbye to Cooper (his dog) and we were off. "Let's go, Mommy."
We were instructed at open house to meet his teacher in the cafeteria, and we did. I sat with him for awhile and thought that I would get to walk him to his classroom and stay with him for a bit, but was told that I couldn't do that, I had to leave him then. As I stood to the side and watched him get in line with his class and walk to his room, the only thing I could think of was the day I had him. My perfect 7lb 5oz baby boy and here he was going off to kindergarten, ready to leave me. Of course, I'm a sobbing mess off in the corner, but then I realized that if he's ready to go, then I need to be ready to let him go. So I straightened up, dried my tears and walked to my car... And cried some more once inside.
The thing I realized was this; I've raised a good kid. He's smart, funny, and so so special. The fact that he was ready to leave me and start something new, really tore me up, but it also made me thankful. Thankful that I get to be there on those days, right with him or off to the side watching in case he needs me, there to pick him up, and there to watch him grow and have big days like this. I still can't believe that in just a couple months my baby boy will be six years old. I so wish time would slow down just a little, but I know it won't. It's still going to fly by, and I'm trying to get ready. I can't wait to see what this little dude is going to do and what he becomes. I know it's going to be great, because he is amazing. God truly blesses me every single day, over and over to have this little dude. So, let's go Sammy, the world is waiting for you.
