Well, it’s actually coming. I knew the day was approaching, but until today - Meet the Teacher Day - it hadn’t sunk in fully. I have been very excited for Troy to start school. I cannot wait to see what he learns, how he does, who he becomes friends with… I, of course, am a little nervous for him, because he’s had lots of anxiety in the past. He seems to be past this, but I just don’t know what to expect come Wednesday. Yes, I know he’ll be fine. Yes, I know there are other kids that may be scared or nervous and yes, I know kindergarten teachers expect this and know how to handle this. BUT, he’s my kid and I can be a freak about it if I want.
What I did not expect was to be the one not able to sleep, feeling anxious about it all and the littlest of details. I mean, really? I laid in bed last night worrying about if he’ll know how to deal with buying lunch (of course he will, yet I worried). I didn’t expect to be concerned about what happens if he doesn’t like the lunch. Should I pack him something just in case? I didn’t expect to be concerned about the pick up and drop off. Yes, this stuff, the littlest of details, is what is causing me anxiety and butterflies in MY stomach! Most parents say they are worried about the big things - will their child make friends, will they behave, will they learn and develop - and here I am worrying about lunch??? Yes, I will gladly admit that I am a total freak and didn’t expect this at all. However, when I texted the husband about being nervous, his reply was, “So business as usual, huh?” Maybe I should have expected it after all.