I am not really Wonder Woman, but I try to be. Nor am I Mrs. Simon LeBon, but at one time, I was going to be. Nonetheless, I am a wondering (wandering?) woman whose been handed quite a life. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. I might not like it always, but I trust the process....
Monday, August 21, 2006
Kindergartner the Jaguar
Today, My Eldest the Kindergartner becomes a Jaguar. Yes, our eldest is now attending Kindergarten at our church! She looks so sweet and mature in her burgandy & plaid uniform, oversized backpack (complete with puppy nap pillow & Barbie towel) and Wonder Woman lunchbox (her choosing -- not mine!)
I cried, of course. Duh! I was trying to privately cry through the bittersweet milestone while I was getting ready this morning. My Eldest traipsed into the bathroom, backpack, lunchbox and all. She noticed as I brushed my unkempt hair from my face that I was crying. The conversation went something like this:
Eldest: "Aww Mommy. You're crying"
Me: I wrestle a smile and confirm my tears.
Eldest: "Are you sad, Mommy?"
Me: "Sad and happy, honey"
She thinks for a second.
Eldest: "Adults are too old to cry for their kids first day of school"
Me: "I'm too old to cry?"
Eldest: "Yeah."
Me: "I think I won't be the only crying mommy today, love."
Eldest: puts her five year old hand on my forearm and gives me a gentle squeeze, "I know it's hard being a mommy sometimes"
Me: I smile and nod my head in agreement, choking back yet more tears.
She turns on her new all-white athletic shoes and leaves me to finish getting ready. I took a moment to pray in gratitude for our sweet, compassionate and funny Kindergartner.
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