It is nearly impossible to fathom that tomorrow is Robby's last day of Kindergarten. I remember feeling nearly suffocating anxiety as the dreaded "K" word day approached. I was nervous for him and sad because I knew I was going to miss him while he was gone. I so vividly remember dropping him off on that first day and sobbing until I went to pick him up. In that moment I seriously began to consider homeschooling simply to avoid the angst of the separation!
assimilated to the new routine. He is extremely popular with his peers
and is excelling academically. (Did I mention he was April's Student of
the Month for his entire school?) He has demonstrated a strength of
character by standing up for his peers who are being teased or
ridiculed, an attribute of which I could not be prouder.
adjustment to his being in school has not been as seamless, but my
progress has been steady. For much of September I felt lost during those
three hours everyday. I was so used to having him with me that the
silence in the house was disconcerting. I simply didn't know what to do
with myself or how to fill the time.
By the time the
holidays came around, my work responsibilities increased drastically. I
had no problem filling the time while he was gone. Unfortunately I felt
guilty for not giving him all of my attention when he came home from
school so I was forced to stay up late and wake up early to finish my
Through the winter months I was running on
empty, constantly exhausted and feeling inadequate. I knew that I wasn't
being kind to myself and that I needed to make a change. I started to
allow Robby to watch a few cartoons when he came home from school,
buying me time to finish my work and chores. I discovered that he seemed
to relish the time to decompress and didn't need me to constantly
engage him. I wish I had figured that out in September; it would have
saved me a lot of sleepless nights!
This spring I decided
to start taking better care of myself. I joined a gym and made my health
and emotional well-being a priority. At first I felt selfish taking the
time to take care of myself, but I quickly learned that I am a better
and happier person because of my efforts.
It has taken me
a year to figure out how to be a mom to a Kindergartner. In a few
months he will be in the First grade and yes, the thought does make me
tear up. It is so hard to grasp that he is old enough to be in the first
grade. I know that the new school year enrolled in a
full day program will be another transition. I'm only hoping that it is
as smooth for both of us as it was for him this year.