It's been a crazy-busy summer and time has just flown by, leaving me vainly grasping for more lazy days and pool time and after-dinner freeze pops.
I was a mess this morning. Anxiety was threatening to make me sick, emotions were running high, Hallie wouldn't get dressed, I hadn't gotten groceries so it was slim pickings for breakfast... it was rough. And we had to be out the door by 7:30am. My kids usually wake up between 7:30 and 8.
I was near tears.
Drew had to remind me of reality. "It's not five days like last year; it's only three. You can do it."
The school Gabriel is enrolled in is university model, meaning he's home two days and in the classroom two days. I needed the reminder that I'm only letting go a little bit today. I let go a lot more last year and it was fine.
Still, last year was preschool. He was still a little kid. This is Kindergarten. Big kid territory.
I'm not ready to have a real-school-aged kid!
But I'll count my blessings that I get to homeschool him on Mondays and Fridays and that he only has half days on Wednesdays.