Last Monday, I emotionally sent off my first born to kindergarten. I am mixed with mostly negative and helpless feelings. Feelings of inadequacy and guilt. The first five years are the most important they say for the success of their entire future! (wow, what a load to carry for new young moms!). His first 5 years now behind me, I can’t get them back.
Did I do it right? Did I play enough? Did I build enough forts? Did I dig in the dirt enough? Did I listen enough? I know I didn’t kick the ball enough, or pull out the finger paints enough. His manners and ABC’s is not what I worry about. He’s off the charts there. It’s the knowing that for the next 13+ years he has a routine that I am no longer in control of, and I am sending him off into the hands of others, wondering if I really did my best and gave him my all before letting him go? I still don’t know; but I could not be a more proud mother.
Christopher stole my heart from the day we knew we were pregnant. Then once again, when we found out he was not a ‘she’, then again from the moment he was born; I was in awe, smitten and heart handed over to him!
In preparation for his big day, we went shopping, got a back pack (yes, turtle power is cool again), and tried to make his 1st day extra special!
My mom (like second mom to my kids), Jon’s parents and Pastor JR came over for Christopher choice breakfast… cereal and bacon! 😉 We all prayed over him and walked him to his classroom.
Then there was the ugly cry…. glasses had to go on.
And as any good first mom would do, I stalked him at recesses. Yes, I did that. And guess what, he came out the line leader! My heart was so happy. But he wasn’t playing with anyone and he shortly went to go sit down under a tree by himself. ;( My heart broke. Now not occupied with a playground, he spotted us across the street – and started to cry. I of course went up to the fence (assured the teacher is going to hate me), encouraged him and had to leave before it got too bad. However, by the end of the day the tide had changed. (whew!) Response to “So how was your first day of school?”, he replied, “I loved it, I loved it!” WHAT?!?! Ahh, and every day since it has been just as wonderful!
His teacher Miss Silviera. (taken a week after the first day). So far we love her and the fresh spirit she has for her class!
For dinner he also gets to pick the meal. The menu for 2013? Pineapple pizza and crab. Yes, crab! (2012 – PB&J and Crab). So amazing G-ma spoiled him with crab and we picked up the pizza! Thank you Mom for making it such a special night.
We spent the night swimming and playing in the thunderstorm. Not sure it was the best idea, but it sure was fun!
Christopher already has three ‘best friends.’ We did not know their names for the first few days. But they were his ‘best’ friends. What I love about our diverse little community is that the nationalities of these 4 little compadres are caucasion, african-american, hmong and latino. When I was mentioning that, Christopher said in defense, “they’re all American!” I concur! 😉
A fireman or not Christopher, you will be a great man looking out for the interest of others! We love you and are deeply proud of you!