Today marks the little one’s first week back to school. If truth be told, I cannot believe how quickly time zoomed by and I now have a first grader! Half of me cannot wait to witness all the beautiful things that are about to happen to my first-born, while the other half wanted to freeze time and cocoon my little one so he can stay small for just a bit longer or until mum is ready to let him out into the great big world!
And as if the inner turmoil is not enough, Jared went to school and back home after class on his own for the first time today, too. As I kiss him to send him off for what seemed to be the longest day of my life, thoughts are careening in my head one after another ~ can he manage to travel on his own? Is it okay to let him go alone? But he was too young to be alone? The internal monologue enumerating the pros and cons of letting him on his own continued until it is time for mum to wait for the school boy’s arrival early in the afternoon. I quickly checked how his travel and ride went and if he was behaving while traveling. He answered that everything went well and asked if he can travel to and from school alone from now on.
So, yeah, I guess it is safe to assume that my little one is slowly maturing and that he is starting to gain more independence and would soon be needing mum less. Although I welcome the change, as well as the longer hours of peace and quiet at home leaving me with more time to do chores, work, rest, or whatever it is that I love to do at a given time, the house and I felt like an empty nest without the flurry of activities and the cacophony of Jared-related noise. Yeah, it is easy to tell that I am emotional at some point at this sudden turn of events.