With so much Mister Moo talk lately, Cole hasn’t been featured as much in my blog lately. Sorry Cole. Today marks the start of my 24th week of pregnancy, but more importantly it is the first day of Cole’s 2nd grade career. Hello 2nd Grade.
What a difference a year makes?
Last year Cole was starting 1st grade in a brand new school. He was riding the bus for the first time. He was a nervous mess. I don’t know who cried more – me or him?
This year the first day snuck up on us. He was returning back to the same school. It was uneventful. Cole fell right back into our normal morning routine. We headed to the bus stop. I reminded him that his lunch money was in his front pocket of his book bag. His note for his teacher was in the front pocket. He was in Mrs. Darden’s Class. His room number is Room 38. Does he know how to find it? Does he remember where to go after school?
Yes. He got annoyed with me. He told me he knew all of that already. He knew what to do. He knew where to go. He had done this all before.
Okay Cole! I get it. You are growing up but do your poor mom a favor. Let me be your mom for as long as I need to be your mom. I needed to tell you these things so I will be fine. I needed to remind you to reminded myself that you know what you are doing. I know that you will always be okay. Taking care of you and making sure you are fine makes me okay because sometimes I’m not fine.
Watching you grow up and letting you go is one of the hardest things I will ever do. Watching you grow up and letting you go is one of the most amazing things I will ever do. It is rewarding. It is challenging. It makes me cry. It makes me smile. It makes me laugh. It makes me proud. I makes me fall in love you every single day all over again.
How did we get to the point where I’m the one begging for the hug instead of Cole tugging at my leg begging to be picked up? This mama still needs bedtime stories and good night kisses. Thankful Cole still loves those moments too.