New (ridiculously expensive) Star Wars tee and new z strap-blue-and-red-with-an-A-on-the-toe-size 13-painfully-hard-to-find-Sketchers. . .Check!
In bed by 10:00 (yes, P.M. Jenn). . .Check! (what binkie?)
Falling asleep even though 5 minutes ago you were doing the "sooo excited" dance. . .Check!
Mom, with a huge lump in her throat and throw-up in her mouth. . .freakin check!
Can you stand it??? Cause I barely can, my baby started FIRST FREAKING GRADE today. Really. . .ALL day school, it's so lame. My little man is gone all day. He was soooooo excited. Last night we got all prepared. . .stuff laid out, toe nails and finger nails clipped, lots of chatting about mom's first grade experiences (foggy, very foggy), a blessing from dad, and lots of hugs, kisses, and I love yous. It really was fun and exciting.
I actually had to wake Ade up this morning but he bounced right out of bed and got dressed. He also decided "eggs and bacon were a better choice this morning." After he ate (a little bit) he told me his "tummy was sick." Hmmm, maybe he had the mom flu, so nervous you want to barf. But he settled down pretty quickly and kept asking me "is it time to yet" about 150 million times. So finally a little hair gel, hugs from dad, and about a thousand photos later we were off. . .
On the drive to school Ade told me he was "pretty nervous" I didn't tell him how nervous I was and that I was biting the crap out of the inside of my cheek so I didn't cry. Just a little "it's going to be sooo great, buddy." Seemed a bit more appropriate!
I was doing pretty good even at this part. .
But the kiss and hug goodbye at his desk was a bit rushed. Must-not-let-him-see-me-cry. . .-so-hard. . .ahhh made it to the door! Yep, that's me, the lame mom snapping photos from the doorway. And yes, I did finally leave and go home AND I still had space on my memory card, so there!
So here I am back at home. . .nurse Ava. . .check. Empty dishwasher. . check
Asher wants cereal. . .get bowls down. . .check WHAT bowlSSSS. Oh no, there would be only ONE this morning. That moment of seeing that one empty SLC Winter Olympics bowl (Asher always get the Spiderman bowl and Ade has come to accept that) was almost more than I could stand. The rest of the morning went that way. That "something is missing" feeling. And the "where's Ade" thoughts. Weird.
But then we got busy, who knew fresh vacuum lines could be so therapeutic?? And Ash had his first (for this year) "ginastics" class. So we busted off to gym. He had a great time, his buddies, Spencer and Evan are in class with him. Does it get any better? Your 2 best buddies, a big open gym, a bouncy mat, and a tramp. . .I'm pretty sure that is Asher's "a Sonic right next door" moment.
So great gym class, lunch with friends. . .I was doing pretty good.
Then this happened. . .
Yep, ASHER'S FIRST DAY OF PRESCHOOL. The prosac Gods sure did some poor planning. . . I mean really a twofer? My blue-eyed baby at preschool. Can you even stand how freaking cute he is in his over-priced Star Wars tee?
On the short drive to his preschool I had the hugest lump in my throat and was drinking Diet Coke like Pepsi was taking over tomorrow. Then we got there and I went around to get Ash out of his side. I wish I had a picture of his face when I opened that door. These 2 HUGE blue eyes with such a sparkle staring back at me with a giant "I'm sooooo excited" anticipatory grin on this yummy little face. I hope I have this image burned in my mind because it was delightful. Anyway, that moment made all my sadness go (temporarily) away. I was so happy for Ash, he was getting his turn and he was psyched!
My little baby boy and his killer "skatewer shewwwes."
Smashie. . .he did not hesitate even for a second, I was so proud of him!
All in all it was a great day but I am spent/done/wiped. And my babies, they are pretty beat too. But the important thing is we ( and by we, I mean ME) made it!!! I'm still wishing for my Ltivo, I so wish I could pause our Life. . .just for a few years, I mean, really is that too much to ask?
All in all it was a great day but I am spent/done/wiped. And my babies, they are pretty beat too. But the important thing is we ( and by we, I mean ME) made it!!! I'm still wishing for my Ltivo, I so wish I could pause our Life. . .just for a few years, I mean, really is that too much to ask?Have a great day,
C
5 comments:
Oh my Dear. You about had my crying through the laughs. First grade is the worst experience ever. I'm sure when I was teaching I had many parents cursing my name. And when I try to get details from her, or my Kindergartener all I get is "I went to recess". Seriuosly? I want to know EVERYTHING! Still, I am proud of you there were only a few doorway lurker pictures. It's admirable. I didn't have the chance to lurk...my girls both catch the bus at 7:45 am. And I think you should corner the market on LTivo. I'd buy one for sure and pause time. I may decide to fast forward a few of the teen years too...we'll just have to wait and see.
Loved the entry! I'm sure it won't take long before you realize the joy of knowing they are away and happy for 6 hours a day. The fact they come home exhausted doesn't hurt either!
Christa -- I'm so happy you found my blog! It was so fun to see yours. Your boys are darling and I laughed so hard at the entry because it was so, so how it is. You were far more controlled than I was! I blew it right in front of my little kindergartener! However, first grade is far more traumatic. All day. What a cute mom you are. You look fantastic and your family is beautiful. So fun to catch a glimpse of your life! Love Amy
I feel your pain, girlfriend. It really is so strange. That two hours that the boys were at preschool I felt lost and I pretty much just sat in a chair and thought about how much Spencer has grown up and about his babyhood that is now long gone. At least we have each other, right, we can get through this together!! Love ya!!!
What a great entry, I felt your pain. Of course that is partly because I feel your pain, literally. Your whole entry pretty much cinched it for me. Obviously, I made the right choice keeping McCade home with me this year. It's not Ltivo, but it's something.
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