In less than 3 months this sweet baby of mine will be starting Kindergarten.
I’m not ready. She is, but I’m most definitely not.
I thought I was … especially when I dreamed of the extra free time around the house, fewer messes, no more whining all day long and a few less of the dreaded “mom, I’m bored”.
But then I also remembered I’ll be missing the funny little dinosaur groan she makes when she first wakes up, the little head of bouncing curls hopping into my bed to cuddle before getting our day started and the crazy, funny giggles she makes all day long. I hope her teacher appreciates that laugh as much as I do.
She’s a happy little girl that I don’t want to let go of just yet. I say that as she reminds me she only has 7 days of pre-school left and then she’ll be going to her new school. She probably even has her backpack picked out already and it’s not even summer.
I’m suppose I’m happy knowing that she’s happy and ready to start school with no fear, no reservations. I should be proud of that. But I still don’t want to let her go.