Now, to put the grandmothers at ease…
All children came home healthy and happy from the first day of school.
They made new friends, found old friends and had plenty of stories for Mr. B and me.
What follows is how my first day of school went.
A true mommy’s perspective.
Big plans, big ideas… ending in not quite.
We posed for a fabulous first day of school picture, put Murphy’s leash on and walked down the block to take Sweet Baby J to the bus.
As we turned the corner, there was a group of kids waiting at the corner.
This is when it all began.
I had a moment of panic.
Should we stop walking? Would they tease her about having her family with her?
Well, we had Murphy with us so that is a good excuse.
“Quick, Mr. B! Check the mailbox.” I exclaimed.
Because, you know, that would throw them off the trail.
Then, all the sudden, a bus pulled up and she was gone. I didn’t even say goodbye. I didn’t even wave.
Humph.
We headed home for the hour wait until Nate the Great’s school starts.
He and daddy played games to pass the time.
Murphy and I played with the camera.
And then, Nate the Great asked for a picture of just him.
That was a strange moment. This would be the first time since we moved to Arizona that the kids didn’t have their first day at the same school.
We drove to school and he talked about how he missed Sweet Baby J being with him.
He wasn’t really sad, just matter of fact.
We pulled up, someone helped open our door and he fell.
He fell face first out of the car.
He grabbed his backpack and ran off.
And my waterworks started. Not his, mine.
I was so sad. I didn’t get to say goodbye to him, either.
And I was worried his face was broken.
Or his elbow.
Or his knee.
I pulled around to the other side of the school to see if maybe I could see him on the playground and make sure he was all put back together.
And there he was, just fine.
(Thank you sweet Guardian Angel for helping me see him right away. You know a mommy’s heart.)
Organizing a soccer game in true Nate the Great form.
So, if your first day doesn’t go quite as planned, don’t fret.
They really did come home happy and healthy, regardless of my dreams of a perfect hug, perfect breakfast, perfect everything…
I am blessed.
~ Kate
I swear the first day is harder on moms. Glad they survived and you too 🙂
Awwww, 🙁 Sometimes is just hurts to be the mommy! Chris told me this year, in no uncertain terms, that I was to pull up to the curb of the jr high and let him out. No walking in, no hug, no pics, NOTHIN!!! He said “It’s not that I don’t love you mom or that I’m embarassed of you but kids who come to school with their parents just look scared to be there to the other kids” (((sigh))) I know he’s right but it still hurts my heart a little. At least Evan still lets me walk him in!
The first day is always bittersweet.
I’m glad they came home happy.
That’s what matters most.
You *are* blessed.
{and, btw, i think we might be in the same place
the weekend of 9/9….}
🙂
I know it is such a whirlwind of a day! I forgot Patrick had to have his shirt tucked in (new to uniforms). When we got in class, I told him to tuck it in while I helped put his things away. He told me…Mom, don’t help me, I can do this by myself! Wow, guess, I know my place now 😉
They’re always fine its just a tought day for moms and dads. As i sniffle with.
Perfect isn’t as memorable as real. Glad they survived 🙂
first day is always so fraught – you expressed so beautifully what most of the “real” first days are all about – thank you! 🙂
Sooo sweet, Nate and Murphy too are adorable.
Hey what part of No Scottsdale? I lived there a loonnnggg time ago when No Scottsdale was Hayden and Cactus, every time I go back I am always shocked by all the new growth.
Oh….those first day….always hardest on the moms
Say…you have some really nice school buses…lol….ours are all old style and dented
🙂
I think the first day of anything when it comes to our kids is hard. I’m dreading the switch to a big girl bed in a few weeks–no more crib means we officially don’t have a baby. Sniff.
Just noticed too you are a life made lovely design! Me too! What a great company they are!
love your simplicity, your photos and especially your heart
Your photos are so beautiful, and you share your experience so honestly and with gorgeous language. Your kids are blessed to have such a caring mommy.
Oh, the poor guy! Don’t you just wish you could be there for everything. And to be honest it does not get easier. My oldest is 24 and my young one is 7. I have been a worried mess for 24 years and counting. lol
God Bless!
Pam
Everything happens in a flash with kids.You barely get to acknowledge the moment sometimes. Glad all went well in the end. Happy SITS day!
Brings back memories of my daughter’s first day of kindergarten, 25 years ago. I walked her to school pushing her baby brother in the stroller. I waved goodbye and then walked home crying all the way. She was fine; I was a mess.
Aw, lovely post, thanks for sharing and happy belated SITS day!