We hit a milestone today. This morning I dropped the boys off for their very first day of preschool. They were so excited to finally be going! Considering the nap time issues we’ve been having lately, it’s bizarre to be sitting in my house and knowing it will be this quite for a good chunk of time. I love it! I get to blog in peace and in a minute I’ll get to bake in peace (gotta have some chocolate chip cookies for the fellas when they get home)!
I didn’t get to take as many pictures as I hoped to this morning, thanks to one of Jackson’s shoes being MIA (it finally was found behind the TV, because that’s obviously where shoes belong). I can’t wait to greet them after school with my camera and video camera in hand though. The excitement is going to be through the roof, I’m sure!
Ahh, the cuteness! The boys marched right into their classroom, found their cubby/hooks for their bags and went off to play with hardly a glance towards Nick or me. Such big kids! So I said ‘so long’ to Nick as he headed in to work and I walked back out to the van. As I was walking out, I thought “this is so weird to be dropping them off and leaving the building”. Then I got into the van and something weird happened… I teared up! I didn’t cry, I just had the start of some tears. I totally wasn’t expecting it!
Maybe I’m extra sensitive with these pregnancy hormones, or maybe it’s because we’ve reached the end of an era. Who knows. I just know it was shocking to sit there for a minute and think about how I’ve been the boys primary care-taker for 3 years now (the anniversary of Tyler’s “coming home” day from the NICU was yesterday, so it’s been 3 years almost exactly since I had all three boys home) and now someone else will be taking care of them for a good chunk of their day.
My tears should not be confused with sadness though. No sir! I’m excited for the boys and I’m excited for me! It’s just the end of an era with them.