Monday, September 19, 2011

Growing Up

Today, I am officially a mom. I have been considering a lot today the moment one actually becomes one. A mom that is. Its true, when my son was born I became his mother. But it wasn’t until today I officially became his mom.

I sent my baby to his first day of school. Pre-school, actually. And for only 3 hours. But I sent him away none the less. And it wasn’t anything like I expected.

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I expected him to be excited about dressing up in his brand new clothes for school.

Miles first day of preschool_15 bw He wasn’t.

I expected him to miss me (even just a little)

Miles first day of preschool_16 editedHe didn’t. In fact, he couldn’t leave me at the door fast enough.

I expected there to be a few tears. (From me, not him). But I managed to keep it together.

And I expected him to be the cutest little (almost) 4 year old there…

Miles first day of preschool_18 edited (Well…, I guess ONE thing was EXACTLY as I expected!) How did I get so lucky to have such a handsome little boy???

I also expected to be excited about the three hours of afternoon peace and quiet I had planned for myself. (I had myself a delicious broccoli cheese bread bowl at Panera, and window shopped at Home Goods.)

But the truth is…I missed my little Buddy. Even though I would have ordered him lunch at Panera and he wouldn’t have eaten three bites. And he would have begged incessantly at Home Goods to get out of the cart and play with the toys. But I missed that too.

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When I picked him up, I asked him what he did in preschool today. Here are just a few of the things he told me:

“I just went on a bear hunt, and played and played and played, and had fun!”

I sang songs and danced, and played with my friends.”

When I asked him what his favorite part of preschool was he responded:

“Washing my hands! I touched my shoes, and they are dirty, so I had to wash my hands. And then we had a snack. I had milk, and a granola bar, and just some cookies!”

He also told me they read “Brown Bear, Brown Bear”, and he has been singing “The cat came back the very next day…” all afternoon.

So its official. I am a mom. A school mom.

The boy had a fantastic time, and can’t wait to go back again tomorrow.

I miss him already.