We walked into her classroom found her cubby spot and coat hook. Her teacher met us at the door and gave her some instructions. She followed them just like the big girls she is. I told her it was time for me to go and she quickly gave me one of the fast squeeze hugs that said "I love you mom but I'm fine and need to get on with my day." I walked out and I was fine, really, I was. I was proud of her, I wasn't sappy, and really I didn't even think about it because after all we had been waiting 5 days for this, her first day of school. So we left and about half way down the hall way, Taneah stops looks up at me and says, "Want Lay-ah!" "Want Lay-ah!" She wanted her Lydia. All of a sudden it hit me I wanted Lydia too. I wanted my baby girl who seemed like it would be forever until she slept all night. I wanted my 2 yr old Lydia who used to throw such a fit she would pull her hair out. I wanted my 3 yr old Lydia who LOVEd dressing up like a princess and playing trucks at the same time, I wanted my baby girl!!!
All of the cliches of parenting started running through my mind, "time sure flies" "parenting is just one big lesson in letting go" "they don't stay babies forever" and on and on. But in that moment at my lip quivered and my eyes grew hot, I knew I just had to keep walking, away from my sweet Lydie's classroom. Afterall, I was leaving a stong, confident, beautiful, independant 5 year old. She was ready for kindergarten. And so after I made it to the van, kept reassuring Taneah that Lydia was in school and cried my eyes out all the way home, I decided I would be OK. And oh how blessed I am to get to be her mom, how blessed I am to get to watch her grow and learn and become the the girl God designed her to be.
I love you Lydiebug and can't wait to hear how your first day of school went!
