The whole process of letting go is tough. From the moment they leave your belly and you no longer have full protection over them. To the moment that they are running all over and no longer want to be held to when their favorite phrase is, “I’ll do it all by myself!” To the moment where you drop them off at the school bus and wave goodbye. I really did not anticipate how tough this moment would be on my heart and nerves, totally trusting his independence. I can't imagine how I'll feel when he leaves for college.

I played over his first morning in my mind over and over and over again to the point of tears. Should I just drop him off at before-school care and leave? Should I wait and see him get on the bus (this was a clear yes for me, I couldn’t miss seeing his smile getting on the school bus). And the big one…should I go to his school to make sure he gets off the bus okay and makes it to his classroom without getting scared? They have an Unpack your Backpack event the evening before in which the main purpose is probably easing the nerves of annoying wacko parents, but we couldn’t make it back from Minnesota in time for that, so he would be seeing his classroom and teacher for the first time.
I’ve dropped him off at daycare/preschool before, no problem, but that’s different taking him directly to his room every morning. Riding the bus and finding his way to his classroom in an elementary school where he’s the smallest kid there is a whole new ball game.
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| I tried to talk him out of this backpack. Yuck. |
I was so torn between feelings of wanting him to run off with confidence and feelings of hoping he turns back and shows that he needs me. Ultimately that morning he chose the confident independence route and for that, I am so proud. He climbed right on the bus and didn't turn back. He sat down next to another little boy and started talking about his lunch box. I did go to his school to drop off a bag of stuff with his teacher and then waited to see his bus get there. I definitely wasn't the only nervous parent waiting there and we gave each other smiles and nods of affirmation with the common bond of being freaked out about our kids riding the bus. Then we got excited for each other as we spotted each other's kids bus numbers. Like the First Time Bus Rider Parents Club. Maddox's bus pulled in and I watched him get off and walk right in with his teacher and classmates like it was no big deal. And that was that.

He appears to be loving school and is excited to go back every day. Our discussions about school on the ride home continue to prove his love of learning about dinosaurs and animals. Playing tag in gym apparently is pretty fun too.
I’m so eager to start this next chapter. I don’t know what our kids will decide to be when they grow up, but whatever it is I hope that they always have curious, imaginative minds and a love of learning.
"The most beautiful sight in the world is a little child going confidently down the road of life after you have shown him the way." - Confucius