July 31st, 2009 | Posted in Photo Friday | 6 Comments »
The knitted bookcase runner is finished! Hoorah!
Ahem…I realize that you can’t see the details very well, but I love the flowers so much that I had to include them in the photo too. Oh, and upon coming up with a title for this week’s Photo Friday, I had to double check the interwebz to see if it’s really ‘bookcase’ or ‘book case’, because I’m just weird like that. Upon searching for ‘book case’, Google responded: Did you mean: bookcase? Yes Google. Apparently I did. And according to the always funny Urban Dictionary, ‘prettyful’ is a word, too. I’m sure English teachers everywhere die a little inside.
July 30th, 2009 | Posted in Personal | 5 Comments »
Are you tired of hearing about my kid yet? That’s mostly what I’ve been blogging about this week, so…why break the pattern now?
It’s really not a big deal. This whole ‘going to school’ thing – it’s just a part of growing up. That’s what I’ve been telling myself all summer. Yet, as the first day of school draws closer, I can’t help but feel…sad. No, not just sad. Sad and happy. At the very same time. It’s weird and I can’t really say that I like it, but it is what it is.
I’m so incredibly happy and excited for him to be a kindergartner. To be able to learn to write and read. To sit with the big kids at lunch and make friends. I look forward to hearing his stories about his little successes and praising him on a job well done. My refrigerator is cleared off now, ready and waiting for the upcoming year’s work. All of this and so much more.
I’m so incredibly sad for him to be a kindergartner. To be gone all day, needing me less and less. To learn that not everyone will like him or want to be his friend. I dread seeing him come home sad, because this or that happened or he didn’t understand what to do. My arms will be open, ready and waiting for a little guy needing a little comfort. All of this and so much more.
Definitely a weird mixture of feelings. I sometimes wonder if my mother felt the same way about me, or if I’m just getting carried away. Making something out of nothing, so to speak. While I’m happy to see him grow up, become an individual, and really begin navigating the waters of school life and friendships, at the same time I’m sad reminiscing of all the memories of him as a baby, so little and fragile, needing me every step of the way. I never thought it would feel quite like this. We’ll both need some time to work through the change, that’s for sure.
Ah, who am I kidding? “It’s only kindergarten, you crazy lady, get a grip on yourself!”. Perhaps this is true. To anyone else, I know it seems like nothing. But to me, it was baby steps yesterday, kindergarten today, and college tomorrow. We’ve all heard the saying that ‘the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.’ And as he stands here next to me, stroking my arm and telling me I’m the best mom ever for buying him Froot Loops, I’m so happy to be going on this journey with him.
