I’m kicking myself for being rushed this morning and not going over the ABC’s of safety with him; DON’T talk to strangers; DON’T leave your friends/teacher/group; DON’T go anywhere without talking to your teacher first including the bathroom! I know that he knows this stuff. We go over it all the time. I am the mom who sends him off to Blue Jays games with daddy, equipped with a Safety Wristband and note in his pocket with all contact phone numbers.
I know that there are things in life that I can’t control, and so many other things to worry about.
But this is my moment of crazy and I’m allowing myself to have it.
I’m sure the next trip will be easier on me, as the second day of school was - less worry each time. It’s just so hard to let go. It’s so hard to release them to this big, scary world with a confident smile on my face.
I guess this is all part of the highs and lows of parenthood. I’ll enjoy my high tonight when I’m greeted at the door by two happy boys, hearing all about Big-A’s exciting day. And I’ll forget all about my moment of crazy...