She didn't seem to be nervous. She was a little excited but I got more of a "Let's just get this going and over with" type of vibe from her than anything else.
She is my baby. My last one to start school. Did I cry? Nope. I have been a little sad as each of the kids have started on their edamucational journey but only a few tears were shed as each started out. I was always more excited and happy for them than anything else.
I often have conversations where moms bring up how fast their kids grow up and how sad they are about it. Most of the time I feel uncomfortable in those conversations. Like some kind of wierdo. Why, you ask? Because I don't have those same feelings. I'm not sad to see my kids grow up. Isn't that why we are here? To grow and learn and progress.
I've come to the conclusion that I need to enjoy them in the moment. Not mourn the past or worry about the future (too much) but just enjoy them here and now. Celebrate with them as they reach new milestones, love them and help them through difficult times.
This mindset could come from the fact that I do have a difficult time when they are babies. But mostly I LOVE learning about them each day. Hearing stories of things that happened at school and how they liked Art but didn't like what was for lunch, or whatever!
I hope j. has an awesome time in school today. She's is more shy than the other three were and has some anxiety in large groups so hopefully all will be well. I can't wait to hear all about it as we walk home and forward on our journey here together.