But I'm not ready. Nope. Emotionally, I'm not ready. We are keeping his teacher for another year (she's looping to first grade with the entire class), so that's not the reason I'm emotional. I know he'll do great in first grade and he's beyond ready. I guess I'm just not ready to say I'm the mother of a first grader. Oh. Just typing that makes my heart palpitate.
First Grader. It sounds so grown up. They aren't little kids anymore in first grade. They're real elementary school students. Really, it's no time difference, the work load only increases marginally. I guess he might have a few projects... No. That's not what's making me emotional.
I think it makes me feel old. And that maybe I am losing a tiny little piece of him. Just the size of his pinkie nail (which is small since he started biting his nails 6 months ago). I'm holding onto that little boy who needs me. Who wants me to kiss his boo-boos and needs a hug from me to make it better. I'm holding onto the little boy who still calls me "mommy" not "mom", unlike his 2 year old brother.
I see the first grader boys at school and they're not quite so little anymore. They don't need "Mom" to walk them to the classroom. They don't want you to hold their hand in the parking lot. Kisses good bye are quick and sometimes "forgotten".
Yep. That's it. Right there. I'm not willing to give up any little part of my kindergartner and have him turned into a first grader.
I'm so not ready for this...
Momma and her boy, May 2005