I pulled out of our driveway and found myself driving right behind another mom in my neighborhood who was also taking her boy for his 1st day of preschool. And then pulling in right behind me was yet another neighborhood mom with her kids loaded in the car. It was a surreal moment. I was joining the ranks of the "big kid moms", just driving my boy to school. It felt natural, like something I did all the time. Yet my stomach was a little nervous & my heart a little achy. And then I got weepy, oh so weepy on the drive there!
Conor & I both walked him into his school, helped him find his cubby...and then (gasp) whoever uses his cubby MWF left her stuff in there!!! This sent Liam into tears. Yep, he was devastated that someone else's stuff dare to be in his cubby! I thought surely the morning was off to horrible start, but as soon as his teacher opened the classroom door, he gave me a big kiss and strutted right into the classroom. He looked curious albeit a bit timid. But he was in! And happy! And not missing me! I watched him slowly take in the moment & begin to settle in. Oh how my tears started up again. And to break my heart just a teensy bit more, his teacher gave all the parents a little bag with kleenex, hershey kisses, & note that even welled up Conor's eyes. All the feels!!!
I think I walked out of his school in a bit of awe. I was fully expecting him to be sad about leaving me. Really sad. Need a few school days to adjust kind of sad. That is what I was prepared for. But my heart beamed at how confident Liam was. I have spent his entire little life building a close a bond with him, one that is full of trust, & the end result has paid off. He knew that I would be coming back for him, so he was excited to meet new friends and find out what all this "school" business was about!