
Tonight is Sunday night, and the last night before the first day of school. Guaranteed, I will be tossing and turning all night. This is a common thing for me on Sunday nights, I can't get my mind to turn off and perhaps I had a Diet Pepsi (sooo much better that Diet Coke) too late into the evening and the caffeine is getting to me. But the reason I will be awake tonight is this, my little boy, my firstborn will be starting
First grade tommorrow. This is the big time. I will miss him for so many reasons. Chase is the big kid around here. The younger ones follow his lead and look to him for entertainment. He is so helpful and kind, and always ready with a hug and a smile. Maybe I fear that school and all the hooligans he meets will change his mild mannered and good heart. I don't think that Drew is going to get along real great without Chase at home, they are best friends and this summer that relationship was really cemented. See video.
I know we will all adjust.
I know every Mom goes through this, but it is emotional nonetheless. If you know me, I am not a huge crier, but this has had me on the verge all month, and at the most random times! I was in Meijer on Friday night and spent half and hour finding just the right pencil box for Chase. I mean, come on, it was just a pencil box but I was obsessed with it. I did not find one that I liked and I started welling up---ridiculous!
Well, that about sums it up for now. Insomnia, back to school, and crying over a pencil box. Just another day in the life of every mother out there, can anyone relate?