Monster has always been a snuggler. He's always been my hand holder. He is always ready with a kiss or a hug for his Mommy. He's independent yet cautious. I've taken it for granted that I'll always have that. I realize now that it's only a matter of time before this all ends. It breaks my heart. So, instead of just assuming it's always going to be the same, I'm going to start really cherishing the times he's still my baby.
Today was different. I went into it with the attitude that I was going to cherish the moments instead of thinking how little time I have left with him so young. It made all the difference. Last night, I was miserable and crying uncontrollably. Today, not a single tear. Husband took off work for this special occasion and all of us walked Monster up to school. I walked him in, got a big hug and kiss from him, and we parted ways. For two and a half hours, I thought I was going to be a nervous wreck, but I wasn't. Only one panic attack when the phone rang and, for a moment, I feared it was the school. Other than that, I relaxed and enjoyed the one on one time with Sunshine. Husband, however, didn't take it so well. He paced and kept counting down the minutes until we could go pick him up. It was actually very cute. I don't know if I've ever seen Husband so nervous.
When it came time to pick Monster up, we all walked up to the school and waited patiently. Monster came out all smiles. He loved his first day. Husband asked if he liked it and Monster's response was, "Of course. I love going to school!" (we'll see how long that response continues through the years). He told us about things that he did and things they didn't do. He's very excited to go back. I'm thrilled for him. It's going to be an adjustment, but, life is like that. My hope for him is that he continues to have a strong desire to learn and that desire doesn't get squelched due to bad school experiences.