I took my boys to their first day of first and fifth grade at 7:30 this morning. The first day of school is always a very emotional one for me. Today was such a mix of emotions. One part of me is excited to finally have the entire day to myself, to do the things I need to do, or just to relax. The other part of me is sad and lonely. I am going to miss them. I already miss their sweet little voices.
“MOMMY! ANDREW CALLED ME A BUTTHOLE!”
“WELL, HE PUNCHED ME IN THE NARDS FIRST!”
I’m sitting here laughing as I’m writing this, and at the same time tears are streaming down my face. They’re growing up so fast. Too fast. Watching them grow is so bittersweet. I just never imagined the day when both of my boys would be in school all day would come so fast. I still remember when Andrew was in kindergarten and as sad as that was for me, I had Ethan here to keep me company. Now, it’s just. Me and the dogs. Me and the dogs and my computer. Me and the dogs and my computer and the TV.
I WANT MY BABIES BACK!
But look at the smiles on their faces, they were so excited and happy to be there, so I find comfort in that. Knowing they want to be there.
I just like it better when they’re here with me.