We had a great holiday weekend. Somehow three days didn’t seem like enough. I guess that’s a good sign that Mad Dog and I actually enjoy our time with our kids.
I don’t know if it was the longer weekend but whatever adjusting I’ve done over Full Speed and his start of kindergarten seemed to go out the window. I was feeling very sad last night as I thought about this morning’s drop-off. He still is doing an awesome job and seems to love all the newness and challenge of it. Good for him, bad for me.
Full Speed when kindergarten seemed lifetimes away.
I’m sure I’ll adjust and by that time he will be moving on to first grade and I will be moving myself towards more emotional binge eating.
As for T.Puzzle his recovery time is winding down. We see the eye doc tomorrow and while playgrounds and tae kwon do will still be off limits, he will most likely return to his preschool this week. During his time at home I learned he no longer likes Sesame Street. This may not seem like a big deal but to us Moms, it means the end of an era. I still have not been able to erase it from our DVR.
Kindergarten and no more Sesame Street, it really is the dawn of a new age.
When Elmo and Big Bird were the bomb... oh, where did the time go T.Puzzle?
Yes, kindergarten is great. In fact it is fantastic.
Full Speed is awarded a certificate for good behavior. Apparently when you adore kindergarten, you behave.
Then why do I feel so miserable?
Full Speed has said, and granted we are only on week two, that he ‘loves kindergarten’.
“Do you miss me when you are at school?” I ask him pointedly.
“Nope,” is his concise and honest reply.
There is a tiny part of my fragile mommy-ego that is actually able to rejoice that ‘school is cool’ for Full Speed. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be to send him if he was unhappy about it.
What gets me the most (like a dagger through my heart) is when I roll down the window and shout, “Have a great day, Full Speed,” and then he cheerfully replies, “you, too Mom!” I can’t quite explain why I get so weepy about this. It’s something about his smooth confidence and the way he commands the sidewalk as he marches to the door. He looks so grown-up. My heart becomes filled with pride, sadness and a longing for yesteryear. From the outside all that is happening is kindergarten drop-off. From my inside view, it is the beginning of Full Speed officially breaking free of me.
Once I put the tissues away (be kind and at least allow for another week), I will embrace this new phase and support Full Speed however I can.
