This morning I felt very similar to the way I felt when he first started kindergarten, apprehensive, excited, and hugely aware of just how much I love this child. Every year he is becoming that little bit more independent, which, lets face it, is one of my goals as a parent, to raise independent, strong, happy individuals, but that directly correlates to me having less control over the circumstances surrounding him.
This is supposed to be good right? Maybe I am just a control freak lol.
I wanted to tell him everything I could about how to deal with the things that may pop up today, I wanted to go to school with him, and sit with him all day and make sure things were good for him, but I knew I couldn't, it was time for me to let go a bit and let him take these steps for himself.
Thankfully none of my fears were transferred to him, he was slightly nervous, but mostly just totally looking forward to it. He set his alarm last night, his bag was packed, he was up on time this morning, ate his breakfast, and got himself ready to go, he took total responsibility for everything he needed to do.
I am so proud of him, and I am praying that he gets off the bus this afternoon with a smile on his face, and that his first day of high school is a positive experience.
2 comments:
Hey, two posts in a row!! Better be careful, or you might be a remuglar again, LOL.
Glad to see that your son got off to high school in good spirits. I'm 24 and mother to a just-turned-4-year-old ... so I see so many different perspectives here. On the one hand, I remember my first day of high school. As a mother, I anticipate (and dread) my daughter's first day of high school. But another view as a mother is just to feel so empathetic for you as you watch your son grow, and I can only imagine how mixed you must feel.
Hey girl good to see you back! I am glad your son is liking high school, I have 4 Yr. 7 classes at the moment, and I love them!
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