You may have seen my post on Facebook, but my darling Allison, who is about to turn 4, just started preschool last week. I’m simultaneously relieved and saddened, because she somehow shot up overnight and turned into an actual kid instead of a wobbling toddler.
Her first day was amazing, and she couldn’t stop talking about how she got to play outside. She’s going to do so well in school, and I’m super proud of her. Today I just wanted to lighten things up and give you a peek into my head and my exact thoughts from the moment Allison woke up until the moment she walked into school.
“Hurray, it’s the first day of school!”
“Let’s go to Meijer this morning to do some grocery shopping!”
“Good lord, this child is driving me insane. Is it time for school yet?”
“Hey, let’s watch movies before lunch so we can relax (and Mommy needs a break)!”
“Sure, of course you can watch TV while we eat lunch!”
*Instantly regrets the TV lunch 45 minutes later when she’s still not done eating*
“No, I can’t read you a novel on the potty. We’re going to be late!”
“Okay, we made it to school in one piece. Hurry up, 12:30.”
“YES, the doors are open! I’m about to be free!”
“Wait, why didn’t you look back at me when you walked into school?”
“Crap, I didn’t hug her, kiss or, or tell her I loved her. I’m the worst mom ever.”
“Oh well, time to buy an iced mocha all for myself.”
And that, my friend, is an accurate representation of the first day of school. And I can’t guarantee it won’t be the same on most school days, but that’s motherhood for you! I hope some of you can relate; please tell me I’m not alone in this!