Monday, September 8, 2014

First day of Preschool

This is my first born, my heart, my joy, my Joey. We do everything together, morning, noon, and night. I had no idea how hard this day would be for me. In the weeks leading up to the beginning of the school year, he had a tough time adjusting back to "normal" life. We'd just gotten back from ten weeks away from home on a wonderful summer vacation. I was looking forward to him starting school, so that he would have something that was only his. Sharing with his brothers is taxing on a little boy. But when the day actually came, I was a wreck. I had no idea that three hours a day without him would feel like a lifetime. This is the beginning of him not needing me anymore. To be honest, it's painful. The only saving grace of all of this change, is how happy school has made him. I wouldn't trade his excitement for learning and story telling for anything in the world. 

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