My kids go back to school next week on Wednesday. I’m dreading it so much more this year than in the past. I’m not sure if it’s because the summer went by in 2 blinks or if it’s because the kids are getting older and there is a little less fighting between them than there used to be. Maybe it’s because we’re all maturing and I’m just enjoying their personalities and uniqueness more. Or maybe it’s because I’m maturing and realizing that they are not all Mini Me’s and have been intentionally trying to let their uniqueness shine through. All I know is I am not happy about the thought of sending them off again on the big bus and waiting for them to come back home. (Be prepared, this may end up being more of a whine than a blog post!)
I’m not dreading school starting because of their teachers or the school. The kids have been blessed by some very good teachers. They have nice friends, from good families who share many of our values. My kids have learned a lot about compassion and loving others. I love seeing their faces when they get to visit with a friend, play on a sports teach, and see a teacher when we’re out of the school environment. All of these have been happy experiences, but yet I’m still not looking forward to sending them off for a new year of adventures.
But, I still am dreading school. I’m going to miss our morning cuddle time and summertime schedule. I miss the noise of our bubbly home and their 9,999 questions each day (most of the time) while they’re gone! I’m going to miss the random missing middle pieces of the brownies when I’m not looking during the middle of the day, a child plopping down in my lap to read books, hour-long library visits, and going over to Grandma’s just because we want to.
I want my kids to have a great year at school and be excited to go back, so I will put on my smile. But if you see me next week, be prepared…I might get a little emotional!
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