And a new chapter in our family's life.
As his mother, I also feel a change. At times, I have a hard time believing that my oldest child is five years old. What happened to the time? Wasn't he just learning to walk and talk yesterday? When did he get so big? Everyone told me, when my son was a baby, that time would move at warp speed. And, I have come to realize that "the days are long, but the years are short".* When thinking about the swiftness of the last five years, I feel a bit reminiscent and sentimental. I can not believe that my "baby" is a kindergartner!
But, I must confess...generally, I feel incredibly at ease and, dare I say, even a little thrilled, about this new chapter. When my son stepped on the bus this morning, I had no tears, nor was I sad. And, in the afternoon, after I dropped my other son off at preschool, I did a little happy dance in my head. "Woohooie!" I thought, "Freedom!", "ME Time!"
Both of my sons have arrived home unscathed. They had a great time at school and were excited to tell me about their days. At this point my mom friends who, felt the pangs of sadness and shed tears are feeling better and, fortunately for me, have not disavowed our friendship. So I think that, my membership card will remain intact for at least another day.
This experience simply reminded me that, just as our children have their individual temperaments and quirks, moms have their unique reactions and responses to the various chapters of motherhood. And, most importantly, each is absolutely acceptable and very appropriate.
Happy Beginning of School, Moms - even the "cold and heartless" ones, like me ;)!
*thanks to Gretchen Rubin's book, The Happiness Project