Today I am occupied with the final preparations of the preschool graduation party I have organized for my sons graduating preschool class. I have been running around all day getting the cake (that they messed up) the balloons, making sure all the other assigned moms have their stuff in order. You know the typical party planning crazy run about us moms get ourselves in when we say “Hey I’ll take that on ”
But as i tie my last balloon, I have been caught off guard, I just realized that in a few short hours my little baby will be walking down the road to Kindergarten. Embarking on school! Like real big kid, I don’t need you I a big boy, might as well be a collage dorm school! OMG
Yeah I am totally freaked out! Kindergarten scaresthe living daylights out of me. I had no idea I would feel this way. I remember the first day I dropped him off at preschool & drove off crying. I thought, what am I going to do when it is kindergarten? To calm myself I reminded the crying blubbering mom in the mirror that kindergarten is three years away. Well guess how time flies, & that mom is looking back at me in the mirror saying “now what”
“now what” I have no idea! for tonight I will just focus on the balloons & cake & try to put off the impending doom of facing the fact that there are a mere three months of heat separating me & the big K! I just hope I can keep it together long enough tonight to serve the ice cream!
Check back to findout how I did!
Has anyone else been here? How did you cope?