Monday, August 25, 2014

A first born and first time mom's first day of school

So just for memory sake..I felt the need to recap the the semi-first day of school.  All went well this morning to get us on the road to a happy drop off for kindergarten assessments.  I made sure to get some protein in T followed by a good lunch complete with fruits and veggies.  I kept reminding him of a couple letters he struggles with and bam, WE WERE READY!

 We loaded up and what came out of T's mouth was precious beyond words.. Like he'd been thinking for a while and was ready for his speech.  He said, "Mom, I just can't believe how far I've come with my knowings, and mom, I'm SO excited for kindergarten but I'm really going to miss you."


Que the burning nose and misty eye.  I immediately thought, boy you can't do this to me now.  THIS is the unpardonable.  I've heard like a million times not to cry in front of your kids before KINDERGARTEN.  Everyone says SAVE the tears.  Heck, even Titus said don't cry. And after all, its barely a half day and they're just testing him. Seriously.Get.It.together.  Self-talk never really works for me.

We then prayed while Maeve yelled "my turn pray," which lightened the mood. We walked in, me nervous, Titus like he owned the place.   He saw the principal and asked if he should go up and introduce himself and shake her hand.  Shake her hand?  Are you 25?!   Since she quickly began giving directions we opted out. Good thing, because the tears would have probably started then.  #crazymom

We walked down the hallway and I began to feel nervous about my emotional state.  Don't you love how this is suddenly about me?!  Can I be a more typical first time mom?!

Anyways, he walked up, said his name to which they didn't catch the last name and I had to say it 3 times.  Each time my voice trembled more.  The greeter teacher's eye grew wider and I could read her mind, "SHE's gonna blow."  I basically pushed Titus to her and bolted into the paperwork classroom.

SOBBING.  A sweet teacher hugged me and gave me a tissue.  I was mortified since I thought I would have been high-fiving.  Out of body experience to say the least.  Another sweet parent made me not feel like a complete loser which I appreciated.  It's a good thing they didn't have room mother sign ups because my gratitude may have caused a terrible impulse decision right then.

After school I was 2nd in line for the carpool.  I'm sure you're surprised. Titus bounced into the car and declared he PASSED... "MOM, I get to go to KINDERGARTEN."  I'm not completely sure why he thought you could fail but apparently he did.  My bad.  His excitement became my own and any leftover hormones were gone.  Just happy to have my boy back!  I asked 500 questions to only get "I think I did good."


Then tonight while talking to his Dad he announced what his FAVORITE test was.... "ya know the one where you put headphones on and listen for the beep and raise your hand."  The hearing test??!  YUP, he was talking about the HEARING TEST.

Why am I not surprised?!  Can I just take a wild guess that the hearing tests was the only one he got to move with?  Good luck teachers, he's all yours.  

And as for me, I asked T if he thought I cried and he gave me a puzzled look and said, "NO, that would be WAY embarrassing."  Oh good... good thing I didn't SOB.

Well let's just say I'm wearing waterproof make up next time.... for  meet the teacher and the real first day.  What can I say, I'm pregnant and he's my first baby.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

The first days of Kindergarten.


When you (Titus) were 18 months old I quickly learned I was parenting a strong willed child.  I bought all the Dobson books we could afford as seminarians and your Dad and I thought our dominant traits were working their genetic magic as our parents whispered, "told ya so."  When BOTH parents hear their entire life how strong willed they were (or are), this was not a surprise.  Truthfully, your Dad and I are a lot alike.  It makes for a "fun" first year of marriage and then a dream team begins to form.... or so we like to think.



After deciding you were strong willed, I was happy for us. And you.  Why?  I knew if Jesus would become your first love, you'd change your world.  That's been my prayer.  




Right now, we're in the trenches and a strong willed child combined with lots of energy sometimes looks like a frazzled mom who may lose her mind if you backtalk or wrestle one more time (when we've asked you not to).   Other times it feels like we're making progress... like when you tell on yourself because you know you hurt someone's feelings even knowing you will have to apologize and make it right.  Your honesty is something I praise God for and I pray he only continues to sow the seed of truth in your heart.  Either way, I see glimmers of the man you are becoming, and my sweet boy, you are going to be like your Daddy.... and Your Grandpa, and your Papa, but most of all like Christ... the one you placed your childlike faith in last year.   




So... as I send you out into your first days of Kindergarten know your Dad and I are camping out on Psalm 1 and Proverbs 1 and praying a few specific things for you this year...

1.  Self-control-- That God would continue to develop the ability to think first before you act.  
2.  Leadership- That you can influence your friends and show them Christ instead of following someone into trouble.
3.  Christ-likeness-  That God would continue to work in your heart and that it would come out in word and deed. 
4. Protection from evil-  For your own safety to the scary influences of public school we pray Christ would stand guard over you.   
5.  Understanding-  that you would learn to read.  Seems simple but it's truly a gift.  Yes,  I'd appreciate the break (for me) of you being able to read star wars comics,  but I pray more than anything that you will be able to read the Bible and understand God's word for yourself and you would begin to hide his word in your heart.  Our pastor spoke about helping your child memorize scripture so that one day when hard times come, YOU will bleed the gospel.  Bam. our goal. 


And can I just say....aside from anything sentimental, it's stinkin' time.  I'm sure I'll have a good cry at some point but don't take offense if I high five your teachers on the way out.  I can see those little birdie wings starting to flutter and I'm so happy for you.  So here's the thing... you go fly, my sweet baby boy, but I'll be close if you need me... as in like 2 minutes away. As in... I'll think about you constantly and stick figure people and hearts will fill your lunch box notes until you can read.  As in... I love you.so.so.much.  As in... I'm so glad I got to be the one to spend my days with you the past 5 years. 

And spoiler.  #You'renotridingthebus.