I'm going back....way back to August when Red Shoes started school. It was a little different than I had anticipated his first day being. I had pictured this in my mind many times. A happy yet tearful momma sending him off. In some ways it seemed hard to believe that it was time for him to go. Yet, in many more ways it seemed like
finally it was time. I don't mean for that to sound as bad as it does. It's just with the 5 1/2 years of therapies (physical, occupational, speech) it seemed like we had been working towards this for a
long time. Does that make sense?
As I've mentioned before I started back to work in August. Earlier than I had ever anticipated, yet everything just seemed to lead me to believe that I was being called to go back. I still do believe that if you're wondering.
As a school counselor I am the one who schedules every student in the entire school. Pretty important that I'm present on the first day of school and early at that. So, my first day with students was also Red Shoes' first day of kindergarten. That didn't allow for too much time to ponder the emotions that normally go with sending your first born off into the world. Or, maybe if I'm being really truthful I had so much stirring inside that I couldn't even "get" it all. I think I cried a few times. Yes, I'm sure of it...just look at my puffy eyes in this picture. My husband took the morning off to see Red Shoes off and to drive our daughter to her first day of pre-school. A lot of firsts for our family on this morning.
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| We're not so sure we can do this |
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| He looks a little nervous, doesn't he? |
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| Not so sure about this... |
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| Got my groove on now! |
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| It's going to be a great year! (It has been too) |
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