Life smacked me in the face…literally.

I lost the month of August. It disappeared. I’d do anything to have it back, but I don’t want to re-live it so it can stay lost and I’ll happily move on. Bye-bye, August…hello, September.

I need to post about my baby girl’s 3rd birthday, but first I must relay today’s events, which are equal in child-milestone-magnitude.

Kade started Kindergarten today. Kinder-freaking-garten.

Where did the last 5 years go? It’s not like I didn’t know this day was coming, and he is more than ready for it, but the reality that my child is in school hit me with such tremendous force that I could barely hang on. I have spent five years getting him ready for this day, this step into the real world. Every moment of his life has been my responsibility. Did I read enough books, take him on enough adventures, expose him to enough culture, sing enough songs, show enough compassion, spend enough time…? Did I do my job?

This morning, I dropped him off with a wall of tears blinding my vision (thankfully, Kyle was driving) and a pit in my stomach. I can’t believe that I sent him on his own into a building full of 300 little people with no idea what the day would bring, and no control over what would happen. Even more surprising is that seven hours later a confident, smiling full-blown Kindergartener got in my car and gave me the best performance review of my life…

“I loved it, Mom. It was a great day.”

I think I deserve a raise.