The Miss Elaine-ous Life

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Kindergarten! GO!

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I probably woke up late because subconsciously I was not ready for this.

I laid there while Tim readied himself for work all around me and the light from our bedroom window became more and more.  But still, I did not rise.  When I finally lifted my tired body from the bed and sauntered into the kitchen I was shocked at the clock. 7:22!!!!  I was immediately thrust into a tizzy of lunch making, kid-dressing and yes, a bit of hollering.

We had to HURRY or else Gavin would be late for his first day of Kindergarten and Ben might be tardy for class too!

I panicked because I also needed to apply a bit of make-up since I planned to take G into his class and take a photo of him and his teacher. And? I had not even peed yet.

I am positive I looked silly running around trying to do everything in “no time”.  I shouted to Tim to dress Katie “I don’t care what she wears!!”  My internal clock was tick, tick, ticking away as I dressed and shortened my 5-minute make-up routine to two.

And peed.

After his traditional photo was taken by the front door, “Everyone in the van, NOW!”

And then, a traffic jam on the main road by our neighborhood.  I kid you not.  An accident at the light.  “Turn here, Mom!”

I turned and we drove and we made it “just in time,” the second bell literally ringing as we walked into his class.

And there stood his sweet teacher, the woman who would spend more time with him every day of the week now, than I would.  And his soon-to-be new friends already working play-doh like old pros, all around me, their sweet faces so cute and fresh.

I snapped a quick picture, helped him find where his back pack should hang and then I left, holding tight to Katie’s hand.

I had no time to tear up or cry until I got back to my van and then, I did.

I am not even sure why.  I had done this before with B.  What was the big deal?

Then K says from the back seat, “Mom, where’s Gavin?”

“He’s at Kindergarten now, baby…”

Cue tears, full on dog, roll down your cheeks and then the next ones catch up and drip bigger ones on your shirt, tears.

So much for the make-up.

“Mommy needs a coffee, you want to get a blueberry muffin, Kay Kay?”

“Yes, Mommy, YES!”

“Okay, let’s go…”

And spend some time together before YOU leave me for Kindergarten…

Comments

  2. So sweet. My youngest goes to first grade next week. Which is huge for us because it will be her first experience in public school and my first experience in “just dropping her off” for the day.

    I hope you enjoyed your time with K.

  3. Oh so sweet and I can completely relate. I always have these visions of how I will calmly capture the moments and then something happens and has me running wild to make things work out the way I had planned. Hope kindergarten is going well for both of you.

  4. Oh man. What a rough first day for you. Maybe it’s better that you didn’t have more time to spend with him before you had to leave him?? Milestones are so exciting, yet so hard on the parents.

  5. It’s so hard when they insist on growing up! I cried when my older two started kindergarten. And when my youngest starts next week, I’m sure I’ll cry even more- because it’s the last time.

  6. Each kids just touches us in different ways. Timmy still seems like my little guy even though he’ll be 7 soon and there are two kids after him. This was really sweet Elaine. Hope the mornings get smoother! 😉

  7. Ohhh! Our first day will be next week. I may need to get a chalkboard or dry erase board. I kind of want to do something like that with first and last days. Thanks for the inspiration.

    And for reminding me I’m sure to be bawling my eyes out. Gaaah!!!

  8. This made me tear up a little too. 🙂

    There’s something about our babies not being so baby-like anymore that it is just, well hard.

    ((HUGS)) friend.

  10. I sobbed the day I put Hayden on the bus for kindergarten and today, when Quinn got a letter from his kindergarten teacher… it all became really real. My babies are going to school.

    Good lord, hold me. I am going to be a mess.

  11. Hugs this made me tear up a little. I hate the idea of my guy spending more time with someone than with me, but I guess it’s all just a part of life.

  15. Oh Elaine…tears! I know he’ll love it and he’s going to thrive, and it’s hardest on the mom, but still. This was beautifully written as always. I felt like I was right there in that van with you and Katie.