As I said in the beginning of my last post, this summer has been really long.
We moved out of our Monterey home.
We moved cross-country with three kids and a dog, spending a total of 14 days in hotel rooms.
We moved into our new Pennsylvania home.
We’ve done a lot of fun things this summer. Friends and family have visited us in our new home. We’ve explored our new hometown.
But there have also been the not so good times. There has been tattling, whining, crying, and fighting. And sometimes my patience wears thin with all of it.
Trenton and Charlotte start school on Tuesday. They have been counting down the days and so have I. Trenton is going into kindergarten, and I’ve told myself that I’m not going to be one of those moms who gets all emotional. I’m ready for school to start. I’m ready to spend some one on one time with my kid who doesn’t whine or back talk yet. I’m ready for Trenton and Charlotte to have some time apart from one another so maybe they won’t fight quite as much when they are together.
Last night I went to parent orientation at the kids school. And I almost became that emotional mom that I said I wasn’t going to be. We were walking down the hall on a tour of the school, and I was holding back tears. Hearing that we drop the kids off in the parking lot for morning assembly and don’t get to walk them into the school – I was almost in tears. Seeing that Trenton has graduated from a cubbie to a locker – I was almost in tears. Sitting at the little bitty desk with his name on it, in his little bitty chair filling out paperwork for him to ride the bus home – I was almost in tears.
I didn’t cry when I dropped him off for his first day of preschool three years ago.
But we’ll see what happens on Tuesday.