My daughter goes to her first day of kindergarten tomorrow. I think that I am ready. I know she is ready. She is looking forward to it. Her teacher seems wonderful and is a favorite among many. Moms of school aged children keep telling that I am going to cry. And I am just not sure.
Now, I am not naive enough to think that there is not a possibility that the tears will fall, however, there is a chance that they won’t. This is the place for her. We choose her school carefully and already feel like part of a family. I mean, really how many more weeks will this girl settle for being her younger brother’s entertainment director, at home?
Ok, let’s be honest, this topic is more about what this day symbolizes and less about the logistics.
My baby is growing up….fast! I am not in control of her schedule anymore. I will not know how she will react or feel when someone leaves her out or makes fun of her. God only knows what will come out of her mouth at any given time…, we learned that from preschool. ( I mean really, my husband and I have never said “Yea, Let’s have some beer!”) I only hope our “baby” will make good decisions. Hmmm, I guess the same could be true for any parent who has dropped off their child at college recently, eh?
If anyone should be crying tomorrow, it should probably be her brother who won’t know what to do with himself without having her around! Rest assured, whether I shed a tear, am a babbling idiot or walk away without a second glance into the kindergarten room, I know that this is just the beginning, not the end, of an important phase in my spiritual journey of motherhood. God knows I will be praying all day long tomorrow, for both my daughter and her teacher!
This post is inspired by all the parents saying good bye to their “baby” this back to school season, be it for a few hours or a few months!
