September 7, 2011 day one.
I’m just going to say it – I’m not an overly emotional person. I mean, I’m not a robot or anything but i’m definitely not a crier. If you’ve seen me cry then it must have been over something MAJOR. So to answer everyone’s question, (and I mean everyone! i’m looking at you, Trader Joes checkout guy.) “No. I am not sad about my daughters first day of kindergarten.”
It helps that I have a one and a half year old monster dude at home. But its mostly because Mckenna and I are so ready for this school business. Preschool was cool and all but kindergarten is full day which means serious big kid stuff. All Mckenna has talked about this summer is school and her excitement has been evident by various countdowns until the “first day” that we’ve had on our chalkboard wall for the past month. And it helps that I’ve been excited as well. You won’t find me weeping over the sight of a back pack or sobbing over her baby pictures. Am I a bad mom? Emotionless asshole? Nope. I just know this is the next step in our journey together. And we both know that its time to move forward.
Its no secret that I had Mckenna when I was 21 years old. I literally knew nothing about having a baby. While everyone else I knew was in college or bands or working bullshit jobs, I was changing diapers and comforting a teething, fevery baby. But don’t get me wrong, I loved every second of it. I was, and still am, very lucky to be able to stay home and spend every day with Mckenna (and now her brother). Proof:
But now our days together are done. Now there will be teachers and classmates guiding her through her days, shaping her views, teaching her new skills. I want to say that I raised Mckenna for the past five and a half years but that’s not true. Mckenna raised me. She watched me learn and grow and now its my turn to watch her test out the world…
… to learn, to grow. (good luck out there, little one)
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