Kindergarten

Lana started Kindergarten today.  Immediately flashbacks of bringing her home snuggled in her carrier, then taking her back to the hospital for jaundice check, then our struggles with nursing, her first steps, first birthday, first time seeing Grayson and becoming a big sister, then her becoming a big sister again.  Oh the first's go on and on.  This is one more first in the book.  I survived. 

Lana has been wanting to do start school since she turned 4.  I kept telling her when she is 5, she will start school.  Well June 24 came and she turned 5.  One of the first things she asked me is "will I start school tomorrow?" 

She has been looking forward to this day for a long time and I have been dreading this day for a long time!  I worked that morning.  Left at lunch to go get her.  Lana had broccoli cheddar soup with a "bad egg" for lunch and was dressed in the most perfect dress, bloomer, and bow in hair.

We were ready.  I can do this.  We get to the school and all the parents are there early holding the hands of their littles they are getting ready to let go.  We take a picture together, followed by one more by the school sign.  Lana informs me that she is hot and ready to go to class. 

There is a little girl crying holding onto her mom.  Lana tells her that it will be ok and she will be her friend.  Man cue the mom tear's.  So proud to get to be this girls mom. 

We walk in.  Find her name on her little table.  Give her a kiss.  Tell her to have a great day. And that is it.  There sits my baby as I have to walk away.  As I approach the door, feeling proud that I have made it, I hear "mommy, I love you".  

I sit in the parking lot and cry for a while.  I know she is going to love it.  I have to head to the dentist and may have shed a few tears between flossing and polishing, but all I can think about is how much I cant wait to pick her up and hear about the amazing day she had. 

I am waiting in the car pick up line along 15 minutes early along with maybe 120 other parents who just experience another first day.  Finally the line is moving and I see her.  I want to explode with excitement and just squeeze her.  I ask her about her day maybe 7 times.  I am just so proud.

She is going to do great. Cant wait to see where this year takes us and watch her learn and grow. 

Always my baby girl!