I don't think that anyone could prepare a mother for this very day, when your youngest is going to his first day of pre-school, and mom is crying at home wondering where all the time has gone. The kids and I have been talking about it for months now. With me wondering what I was going to do with 2 1/2 hours to my self. Ethan and Madison were both like "Mom, you can go shopping now all by yourself". So I realized not only the shopping, but oh the projects I could do. Painting, painting, and more re-painting.
Aidan has been the only one of the kids who did not cry when I left. He has been ready for over a year. Last year he cried everyday Madison and Ethan were in school. Last night in our family prayer, Ethan said in his prayer "bless mom to be okay while Aidan is in pre-school" He is my intuative, tender boy who knows that I would miss them all terribly. I did okay dropping him off, but as soon as I got in the car, I cried all the way home. It was a lonely few hours, and I found myself worrying that I would get a call from the teacher. It's my job to worry right? The first day down, we'll see how the next few ones go.