Yesterday was an emotional day for me because my youngest graduated kindergarten. It seems like just yesterday when I brought him home from the hospital, but in truth, it’s been almost six years. Time has flown by far too quickly and when I’m not careful, the reality of that sneaks up on me and makes me cry.
I wish I could stop my children from getting any older. I wish I could keep them my babies forever, but I can’t. I have to let them grow up, as much as it hurts me to do so. I have to let them spread their wings and fly. That doesn’t mean I won’t shed a tear or ten in the process, because I will.
My son was the last baby I’ll ever have. There will be no more for me, and it makes me sad. But I am extremely grateful for the two beautiful children I have. They have brought so much joy and laughter into my life. I’m am extremely proud of them and all that they’ve accomplished.
Blake started the year out rough. We were still adjusting to his ADHD and how best to get through to him. But he has grown by leaps and bounds this year, especially over the past two and a half months. Even his teacher noticed growth in him. I met with her this morning for his Parent-Teacher Conference, and I was blown away by all she said about him.
So often as parents we down ourselves and think we’re not doing enough for our kids. And while I can’t take all the credit for the way both of my children have turned out, I can say that I must be doing something right because they are both extremely intelligent. People can talk smack all they want about my parenting skills but the proof is in the pudding. I’m NOT a bad mom. I’m a damn good one. I’m not perfect, but that’s okay. My kids don’t need a perfect mom. They need one who loves them, believes in them and takes care of them.
I will stop here because I’m honestly tearing up as I write this. I will leave you with a photo of my son right after his graduation. What a cutie.
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