Tomorrow
We are taking Allie to her first day of school tomorrow. I am nervous and excited. It is going to be a big day for her. I worry about whether she will have many friends. I worry if she will behave for the teachers. Intuitively, I know it is only three hours a day. I know she will have fun.
I am a mom and I worry. It is tough not to, when the baby bird leaves the nest. I know she needs to spread her wings and fly on her own. How did four years slip so quickly by?
Her outfit is laid out. Her lunchbox is ready (If she even needs it. I do not even know yet). My outfit is laid out. I have a change of clothes ready. Her room is organized, painted, and beautiful. She was snug in her bed by 8:00 p.m. I have prepared for everything. Why am I driving myself crazy?
Deep breaths. Everything is going to be okay. I am so glad Mr. Bear will be with me! *Tissues are stocked up in my car. I am ready, in the event of sudden sobbing.*
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