For the past 6 years and 29 days, my son has been with me. He’s never been away from me, aside from a short period of time here and there with close family members.
He’s been in my care, under my supervision, and by my side, for nearly all of his life.
But that changes today.
Today, I dropped my son off at school for the first time, and he will now spend the majority of his days with someone other than me.
He’s been on a waitlist at this school for months, and they finally had an opening. It comes at a good time, because his behavior was quite challenging at times.
Ugh. I’m feeling so many feelings right now. I just dropped him off, and I already miss him. I want to turn around and say sorry, I changed my mind, I’d like to take him back home now.
It’s a long time until 3:30 when I pick him up. My 4 year old is so excited to “spend the day with me” without the competition of his brother. It will be good. But it still makes me sad.
By the way, Friday when I brought him to therapy with me, we had the best day that we’ve had in months. So, bringing him to therapy with me was some kind of magic, and I want him to act like that all the time.
I don’t have therapy tonight when I usually do, so this week I have therapy on Thursday morning. Which is weird, but ok.
Well…I’m going to go have feelings now. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do today with just 2 kids now….ugh.
Life is hard. Today is weird. But maybe it will be good.
