When and how did the summer fly by?!?!? Wasn't it just yesterday we were wishing everyone at school a happy summer? Well, I guess it was, according to my blog, because that's how long it's been since I've posted. And here it is...the first day of school.
The first day of school. The first day of kindergarten for Lil T. His first trip on a school bus. All by himself.
How did it go? Fine for him. Not so fine for me. Lil T was very excited. He woke up bright and early. I asked him why he was up so early. "First day of school, mom!" At least he's more enthusiastic than I was. Me? I barely slept a wink. All I kept thinking was... Will he be okay? Will he know where to go after he gets off the bus? Will he make friends? Is he going to be scared? What if it rains? Do I put rainboots on him? Will he know which bus to get on when school lets out? Will....
Yea, that was how I spent my night. And the answer to all those questions? I have no clue! I just prayed that it will all work out.
So all morning, Lil T asked, "Is the bus coming yet? I don't want to miss my bus." Geez kid, curb your enthusiasm. My heart is beating a mile a minute. And then it was finally time to go wait for the bus. The bus was a bit late. But it finally came. And I can feel his enthusiasm waiver a bit and a little bit of anxiety build up. He grabbed my hand and we headed towards the bus. All I kept thinking was, "whatever you do, DON'T CRY!" Me, not him. Bawl all you want when he drives away, but *sniff* not *sniff* now. Then he said, "can I please have a hug?" And the flood gates opened. Great job, mom. I watched my little man go up those massive bus stairs, all the while trying to wipe the tears before they fall. The bus driver, bless her heart, says, "you can come up, Mom, and help him get seated." So I walked up with him, apologizing to her for my tears and still trying to wipe them away. "It's okay, happens all the time", she says encouragingly. Thanks Ms. J. Thanks for your words of comfort and not making me feel like the idiotic, crybaby mom that I am. Too late, I think the bus full of kids just witnessed what an idiotic, crybaby mom I am. Great! I wiped my final tear as I walked off the bus, turned to blow my baby a kiss, and waved as the bus drove away. Then I proceeded to bawl all the way home.
And what did I do when I got home? What any sane mom that just saw her only baby get driven away on the bus would do, of course. I jumped in my car and high tailed it to the school. I would've followed the bus, but I didn't want to be TOO obvious. I figure I'll just head to the school and hide in the sidelines and make sure he gets off the bus and into the school okay. Well, wouldn't you know that alot of the other moms were there also. Everyone had their camera and video cameras, trying to capture the precious moment of their child getting off the bus. Crap, I forgot my camera. At least that made me feel a little better, I wasn't the only mom there. Now at least I didn't have to hide. Lil T's bus finally pulls up and off the bus he came. Safe and sound. Not a bit scared. There was an aide right there to help the kids off the bus and escort them into the school. Phew! Lil T saw me and was all smiles. My little man did it! He rode the bus all by himself. "Have a great day!", I screamed as he walked by. And yes you guessed it...flood gates opened again! Darn it!
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