Last week, I sent my baby to school.
Well, not really.
It's a 2 day a week Mother's Day Out.
That he likes to call "sk-ool".
So we go with it.
Remember how excited I was to send the other 2 off to school? How I was questioning my motherly instincts when I was cheering that school had started? Well, I'm here to admit that I had a hard time with the baby.
It was hard to drop the baby off and leave him - I walked away with a HUGE lump in my throat. And hearing him crying for "ma-MA!!" didn't help. I got in the car and thought to myself, "now what do I do? "
So I ran to Academy, calling Matt and asking him if he needed me to get him anything? No?
hmm.... I guess I can go to the bank.
and then I'll run by Starbucks. Just because I CAN.
Guess I'll head to the kids school and..... (you get the picture).
While I got a lot done, I felt like I was missing something all day. As much as I complain that running errands with the baby is hard to do and takes me twice as long, I was lonely without my guy with me.
All is well - he had a super time - colored a picture. ate a big lunch. played on the playground. DID NOT take a nap (well, come on - he's still in a crib and now you want him to lay on a mat and sleep - that's freedom to him).
So why was it so easy to let the older two go but so very hard to leave him? I guess I understand it now - he's my baby and it's hard to let him grow up - I know that this is only going to get worse when he starts kindergarten, so this is a great reminder to make the most of the time I have with him one-on-one. And I will.......
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