Yesterday afternoon we attended an Open House for a preschool for Mason. We were all excited, Mason talked all morning about going to "his school". He was beyond excited. The morning came and went and we headed to the school. We pulled up and all got out of the car. I hadn't thought about the way it would make me feel. I had to keep swallowing. Swallowing back tears I had know idea would be present. It hurt. I finally looked at Mike and all I could say was, "this is making my heart hurt". It was.
We went inside and Mason didn't miss a beat. When the teacher asked him his name he answered her with both first and last name just like I had imagined a pre-schooler would. He met a little girl named Maurina that had gone to the school for 2 years. She took him under her wing and they played in each room we toured. He was a perfect gentleman. I was so proud of the way he acted, and proud that he was mine. He was sad when it was time to go. He cried that he wanted to go back to school.
I was crying inside that my baby boy was old enough to go to school. How could I ever complain about the work it is to stay at home. I have watched my boy grow from a tiny little bundle to handsome little boy. I was there for it all and I wouldn't change it for the world.
7 comments:
Aww!!!! You will be looking forward to those school days soon!!! Is that bad to say? I got upset for a while. I use to stop by and check on Hayden after an hour of school... but he was always fine!!! Now there are weeks that I can't wait for his school days. It is a nice 4 hour break that I so desperately need sometimes.
He will love it!!! Hayden comes home now and teached Finley all the songs he learned at school. It is so cute!!!
Aww! You almost made me cry with this post! You have a lovely family and you are so lucky to be able to be there for all of your kids' special and important days, as well as the every day stuff too :) You've got yerself some purrty awesome kids, there Ms. Anniem! LOL ;)
Oh my goodness. I don't ever want to feel that hurt. Because it must hurt. I know it's going to hurt my heart just like it did yours. But, one day (soon, before I'm ready), it will be time for them to go to school. And I know I'll cry. I almost cried reading your post. I almost cry when Mia puts a backpack on and walks around the house. So yeah, on that day, I'll be a total basketcase.
I'm proud of you for making it through the day though without totally losing it. Give yourself a pat on the back for a job well done (that is, in making it through the day and raising Mason).
What a sweet post. And look at that kid...he's adorable.
Good luck to both of you. Growing up is a hard thing!
That made me cry! You're so lucky to have been able to be there through all of his infant and toddler years. So lucky. He's lucky to have had you there too. It's hard to let go, I know, but unfortunately, sometimes you have to.
awww. so sweet.
what a big boy and such a doll!
That almost made me cry. My boy is almost 2 and even though he goes to day care because I work, I think I'll still feel that way when he goes to preschool because he'll be so grown up! I can hardly stand it...
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