Well it’s here! And I am still freaked out!
I know this is absurd to some of you but I assure you it’s from my heart! I have only one praciouse week left to prepare myself my son for school, and I am feeling the impending doom of that coming Monday.
We enjoyed a wonderful summer this year & seemed to get all our growing up out of the way. My son learned how to swim ,tie his shoes, ride a motorcycle & has started reading some. I cannot believe how much he has matured this year.
But even with all his strides toward manhood I feel very unprepared for this mother of a school age child thing. I just cannot accept that I have done a good enough job to send him out to the world on his own. I feel like a child being pushed toward the edge of the pool that can’t swim. My heels are dug in & I am grasping for every lawn chair I can reach.
I realize that I will most likely find the water is only knee deep ,and I will be able to touch the bottom if I can just manage to get to the edge of the pool & jump in. I may even like the waters & all that comes with it like PTA, Soccer practices , & three hours minus one will bring .
However I simply am very emotional while trying to make the most of the last week we have & get prepared by school shopping, hair cuts, & more. Edging closer & closer to the edge of the pool. Will I make it?
To be continued……………………………0