In two days, my little one will officially become a kindergartner. And I'm still not ready. All along I've thought: I'll be ready when the time gets here. I'll get used to the idea. I'll be ready for him to go.
But deep down, it hurts to see him go. I know that sounds absolutely crazy, but the thought of going from 5 years of him around almost every moment to being away from him for 7 hours/5 days a week, makes my stomach hurt. Every time I think about it, I want to sit down and cry.I don't though. I pretend to be so excited. I try to be a good momma. We read together about going to school, we practice our writing and our manners. We talk about what foods to pack for lunches, what we'll need to send in his backpack. We smile and laugh about it, and I ease his fears.
But who eases mine? All anyone wants to know: is are you going to work full time? What are you going to do all day? Won't you be bored?
And all I want to know is: how do you let go? How do you give them that push to grow, and learn, and still know you'll miss them every minute? How do you handle that complete change? And why do I feel so guilty that I'm the one worried?