I will have all four children at school. Every day. For 7 hours.
I shift between great sadness and anticipation of so much productivity that I might burst (cue: happy dance).
My friends in the same boat are split down the middle of giddiness and devastation, it seems.
I'm somewhere in the middle.
I have photography goals that I've begun to dust off from that high shelf, home projects that have been on the back burner, a new factory that my hubby is asking for my help with, and even some big health goals that I shoulda woulda coulda started long ago.
So it's hard to be too sad when I'm looking at so much that I've put aside in order to be present with babies at home.
Plus there's the fact that this week, I asked brayden to just stay home with me and we'd do kindergarten next year instead. He threw his head back and said "mom I don't want to sit home. It's just wasting my time".
So there's that.
He's ready to fly the coop. Spread his wings. And isn't that exactly what we hope for as moms? ...sigh
I'll still wear my big, dark sunglasses as I have at every kindergarten door on the first day of school.
Just in case.
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