She was very excited this morning. We made a special pancake breakfast in honor of the big day. Last night she even let me put rollers in her hair. It was bittersweet. Then off we went with her new dress and backpack. The ride there you could tell she was itching to jump out and run. She did tell me she would miss me so I put a little “xo” on the inside of her wrist so she would know I was thinking of her. I held back the tears for the most part. My little girl is so grown up.
Dear Lucy,
You are so excited for your first day of school tomorrow. How can I blame you. This new adventure is something you are more than ready to jump into. I on the other hand am not ready. Your dress is hanging on your dresser and your backpack is waiting to be worn. I’ll have to make sure I have tissues in my glove box.
Sure it seems like a silly thing to be upset about. But the thought of not being a part of your day makes me sad. Those few hours a week will fly by for you and I will get used to sharing you with others after awhile. The truth is that I love my time with you. Seeing you grow and mature is such a blessing.
Everyday you amaze me with your imagination, outgoing spirit, and take charge attitude. You have absorbed so much already and I can’t wait to hear about the things you learn and do each day. Our conversations will be that much more special when I pick you up. You love to learn and I have no doubt in my mind you will thrive in school. This is just the beginning and yet it seems far too hard for me to embrace that it is time for this. Without a doubt you will continue to make me proud. I am confident you will continue to be the polite, sweet, friendly little girl I have raised you to be.
The image of your cubby at open house last week really hit me and the scene where I drop you off and you hug me goodbye has played over and over in my head. Just promise that you will miss me a little bit and then somehow make these years slow down. I’m not ready to start thinking about you all grown up. This mom thing is harder than I thought today. Tomorrow seems impossible.
Love,
Mommy
The newest cousin in the family arrived a few weeks ago (details in another post) and it was time to update my creepy newborn collage. Added to the bottom row is Eden, Lauren, and Issac. I may need help. 
