Love fall. Really, truly do. Except for one thing. Back to school. What can I say, I just love having my kiddos around. Despite the fact that, yes, they do drive me crazy from time to time. They wouldn't be kids if they didn't, right?
Maybe I shouldn't admit this. But I cried this morning. Yep, sat down and had myself a big old cry. This is why:
Not quite 11 1/2 years ago, 5 lbs. 2 oz. of beautiful baby girl entered this world and completely stole my heart. She may have grown by 80 pounds, but she's still got my heart and she's still my baby girl. So why do I now have this photo of her heading off for her first college class?!! I know it's the right thing for her, so why is it so hard for me?!! I know, I know, I know that they're supposed to grow up. But why do they have to do it so fast?!!
But despite the fact that I may not have been ready for this, I do, of course, wish her nothing but the best! I hope that this is a fulfilling, challenging experience. I hope that she hasn't bitten off more than she can chew. I hope that she'll be accepted by her fellow students. I hope that this serves to feed her love of writing and of learning.
And selfishly, I hope that she stills needs her mommy now and then.
(Stay tuned for more tears tomorrow when I have to send the boys off for their first day of school.)