My son’s first day of school
Like many Mom’s today, I was a bundle of nerves. My oldest started grade 2. No problem on that front, he went like an old pro. It was my middle child that I was worried about. It was his first day of a brand new school. He started Junior Kindergarten, and for the first time was going for a full day, instead of his usual 11:30 pick-up and then lunch with mom. I tried not to show my nerves and put on the bravest and most excited face I could muster. He seemed nervous but ok. When it was time to say goodbye though, the tears welled up and he could barely eke out a ‘mummy, please don’t leave me here’. OY!!! For any mother who’s been through this, you know how heart wrenching it can be. I spent the rest of the day anxious and wondering what my baby was doing at every moment. I counted the hours until I could go pick him up. Unable to wait it out to the bitter end, I caved and went 45 minutes early so that I could peek into the classroom and observe him. (OK, ‘spy’ on him … you mothers know exactly what I’m talking about). I envisioned him clinging with tears to the teacher, breathlessly waiting for signs of the days end and for him mummy to reappear.
Tags: Family, Growing Up, Jewish Learning, School