Last year was the year I first sent my daughter off to school. I cried a little on her first day. The "my baby is growing up, but man it will be so much quieter, thank the Lord" cry. Then on Thursday, the fourth day without her, I collapsed in the hallway and cried the long, ugly cry of the forlorn. See, I really really like my kid. I like her to be around. I like her laugh. I like her humor. I like how she can reach the milk. I like how she calls me Mama. I like how she can operate the remote.
Since she started 1st grade on Tuesday, today was the fourth day she was gone. I don't know what it was, but it dawned on me that this was by far the hardest day. Kind of an intense ache in my gut. Missing her I guess is like a marinade. It soaks in for awhile and then it's done... and Mama has a meltdown, because, uh, you know, that's how a marinade works. Give me a break, I'm sad over here.
I miss my kid.
Send chocolate.
12 comments:
I hear it gets easier. This coming from the mom who hasn't been apart from her 11 month old daughter for more than four hours in a row. I'm in serious trouble when first days of school roll around.
Awww, I'm sending virtual chocolate by the boat-load! I still have one year to go until Muffin starts Kindergarten - she's ready, I'm not.
Hang in there! My Mom cried the entire 3.5hrs it took to get home after dropping me off at college. And then I think she cried for another 6 months straight :)
I'm not even ready to drop Mady off at in laws for date nights.
Can I eat it with you? Mmmmm... chocolate...
Hey Kristi!
Thanks for stopping by. Love your blog...great pictures too.
I hear alcoholic beverages take the edge off....cheers! Oh and I bought you some chocolate, but I am eating it.....does it still count? :)
Chocolate and/or wine???
Jaz, it totally counts. ;)
Rachel, yes and yes.
Will you adopt me??
Hi Kristi! Thanks so much for checking out my new blog/quest and for your comments. God, your children are beautiful! I am totally loving Dorry's cow phase. I don't know how I ever managed to go grocery-shopping (so boring!)before it became one big hunt for cows. I must admit that I still love doing Dorry's laundry - all those cute little shorts and shirts - but then, I've only got one little nugget. When did you get sick of it?
Kathryn, I got sick of it when it became ALL I DID. Who, me, exaggerate?!
My middle daughter went into first grade this year. I cried in front of her teacher, and cried with another mom in the hall... and cried at home. I love having my daughter around...
I got such a kick out of what your wrote about your daughter - so mushy, yet practical (she can reach the milk!)...
It's so hard to be a mom. But, chocolate DOES make it better...
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