Tuesday, June 01, 2010

First Day of School

Today is Hill's first day of school.  Chip and I did the typical parent thing and took his picture in his first day of school outfit, then a picture with daddy and the little school boy and a picture with mama and the little school boy.  Ok so it's not really 'school' but we told Hill it was.  Technically it's where he will go and meet new people and learn new things.  So, pretty much school.  What an exciting morning!

Chip and I took him together, it is a big milestone starting daycare and all.  We went and signed the sign in sheet, Mrs. Debra commented on his big boy shoes and asked if we took pictures for his first day.  Silly Mrs. Debra, she must know us!  Of course we did!  Mrs. King then showed us the way to our room with a little help from Brooks Kuhn.

In his room we met his teacher, Trista.  Hill did his flirty smile thing with her where he smiles really big, drops his chin and cuts his eyes.  He's a flirt.  I started going through his bag and explaining what everything was.  Chip said, Rachel I'm sure they know what to do with all those things.  I know, I know, I was just rambling.  Trying to pacify myself so I didn't lose it because I felt it coming on. I felt the burning nose and the tears welling up.  I was not expecting to cry.  Crying was not anything I had prepared my self for so I didn't have my guard up.  I put his stuff in his cubby hole and went to kiss on my pumpkin....I lost it.  Why, I have no idea.  It's not like I'm worried they are not going to play with him or change him or feed him.  His safety and well being are non issues, I know he's ok.  I know he will love playing with others.  I honestly have zero clue why I was crying.  It NEVER crossed my mind that I would cry, ever!  I'm a weenie!

Poor Chip, he kept saying that everything was going to be fine, they would take care of our sweet boy.  I didn't think they wouldn't, I was still clueless on why I couldn't hold back this emotional buffoon I'd become!  I think my being upset made Chip a little upset too.  Yet, we managed to leave our smiley faced boy with his big boy shoes on playing happily with Ms. Trista. 

I got to the car and for the first time in my life I wanted to become a stay at home mother.  I wished for independent wealth and wondered if Obama really would give us free medical insurance.  But I went on to work anyway, I wasn't being rational.  I may call later to check in or maybe swing by there since it's right across the street from my office.
Wonder what he's doing now?  Probably just being his cutie patootie sweet self and giving away all my kisses! 

If you daycare people are reading my blog, save some kisses for me...oh yeah, and I'm doing much better now, thanks!  Sigh. Breathe in, exhale.


Melanie said...

I think everyone cries the first time they leave their little ones! I know I did, and I only left them with family! Hope you have a great day! Love the announcement too!

sm2 said...

I cried like a baby! It's so hard to miss out on anything, but daycare is very good for them! That being said, do let me know if you figure out how to become independently wealthy. :)

Marsha said...

I tink I've mentioned this before, like this morning, but it's completely normal for you to be apprehensive and emotional about these milestones. It's part of what makes you such a GREAT Mom:)

Jan Johnson said...

So sorry Rachel .. . he is a cutie though!

Jennifer said...

He is so darn cute! Sorry for your hurting. That day is hard, hard, hard. Easier from here, even if just a little!

Tanner said...

Bless your heart. Gosh, for me, it hasn't gotten any easier leaving my little man at daycare. I know he is having a blast and I know they are taking perfectly good care of him, but it is still the hardest thing to not be home with him all day long! I never dreamed it would be this hard...I know how you feel. Your priorities and feelings change so much after your birth these little miracles! I really don't think God intended mommies to work outside the home- because it would be much easier if that was the case! I am praying for you, hang in there.