I’ll be at Target–crying!
Tomorrow is the first day of school. My girls are home with me this year and my little is in preschool (3 days a week) and my big is starting middle school.
When my big kid decided to finish out 5th grade with his sibs–I was ok with that. Well, may be not. But I know that it was the best choice for him.
Now he will be away all day at a school that I will probably only be working lunch duty at his new school. . . a drastic change from my previous involvement.
So today is our last day with us all together. It is also my little’s birthday. So we had an awesome morning together and are gearing up for dinner and a cake the girls made and decorated all by themselves (a Lego Ninjago cake).
On our way home the girls asked what they will be doing tomorrow since it is the boys’ first day of school. And without skipping a beat my “old”, wise, funny son said, “you’ll be in Target–and Mom will be crying”, he went on to explain the first week of school I cry but it gets less and less each day until it is only at lunch that I cry.
All of that is true. I do go to Target on the first day of school–I have since his first day of preschool 8 years ago! I do cry everyday and I do often cry at lunch.
I’m not afraid to cry and tell my kids I miss them. I did promise my big that I wouldn’t fuss over him.
Ok, now I’m pre-crying as I write this! God help me.
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Pre-crying. :-) I am familiar with that. I cried many days last year in anticipation of this year–my baby daughter’s first year in college. Now I’m an empty-nester and have cried less so far than the other years. I don’t understand it, but am thanking God for the peace in this season too.
Every year gets a little easier for me. Mine are both teenagers now. But I used to cry and my stomach would be tied up in knots too. I hope you feel His presence with you this week, know that He’s with them in a tangible way. This mothering thing keeps us humble and on our knees doesn’t it?
So humbling!!! ok–so I know if other Moms have done this–so can I!!!
Oh, this is funny and a little melancholoy all at the same time. I love the matter-of-fact attitude that comes from kids concerning theri porr mamas. Hope you found a great deal at Target that just made you smile ear to ear. :) (Hopped over from New Life Steward)
Thanks for your comments. I did not find a great deal but I bought a great deal of things that were not on my list! ugghhh. now I’m crying for a different reason. Be Blessed and thank you.
My oldest started middle school last week. I’m right there with you, standing in the Target aisle.
As an update–his first 1/2 day went fine!
I’m a pre-crier as well. How hard it is to let our children go. My two oldest have graduated and moved out and there was a lot of crying involved in that one. Hope your year goes well!
I’m sure it will be fine–just a bumpy start for me. Blessings to you–graduated–I may create a flood on those days. Be Blessed.
Sweet and funny! I know i`ll be doing the same… Possibly at Walmart. Great post!
Oh, maybe I shoudl try Walmart–might ease the pain in a different way–how can I be sad with all those happy faces looking at me! Be Blessed!
Visiting you from Follow Me Wednesday link up. Looking forward to following you and your cute little blog. I blog over at http://www.dalaynadillon.blogspot.com See ya around!
Dalayna
Thanks for stopping in! I was just over to your place–very nice. Be Blessed.
Tell the kids they did a great job on the cake :-) How fun.
I will! We are still eating it but have another birthday this week! I love August.
Be Blessed.
HA! Talk about pre-crier… I’ve been on the verge with all this back-to-school talk and my oldest is only 3. Guess I’m in trouble. :)
Stopped over from Finding Joy :)
I think the oldest is the hardest. I was just having this conversation last night that your first is often like your little buddy–especially if you left a “job” to come home and POUR yourself into the stay at home mom role . . . then the kid becomes hugely important. Then important changes to more of a passion. I think I may need to write another blog on this . . .
Be Blessed.
Hopefully by now you are settled in! So cute that your son knew just how you’d respond to the day!
Thanks for linking up with WIP Wednesday!