Kindergarten

Dressed & ready for Kindergarten!!


"Come on Mom, let's go already!" - with his super cool Spiderman backpack & lunch in tote.

Today was Alex's first day of Kindergarten! I didn't sleep much last night because I had so much anxiety running through me, and worried that I wouldn't wake up in time to get him to school, etc. I bought him an alarm and set it last night, so in case I didn't wake up, he would. I spent most of the night praying; I haven't prayed that hard in a long, long time. After Alex woke and ate breakfast, Tony gave Alex a Father's blessing. It was Tony's first time giving a "school" blessing to his son and it was very, very special. Of course I teared up thinking about how awesome my little family is. After we got Emma up, we all headed out the door. When we got to Alex's school, I jumped out of the van and took him to his class. Tony had to stay in the van to keep it running - we couldn't turn it off because the battery kept dying everytime we did (another post, another time). The school was a crazy mad house!! I, being the very protective mom that I am, held onto Alex's hand tight and we headed to his classroom. After we put away his lunch bag and his backpack, he was allowed to pick a book and find his assigned seat. Alex got a little anxious at the idea of me leaving him there, but thankfully, his preschool teacher's son (who are also in our ward) is in his class and they walked in just as I was trying to leave. Alex felt much better once he knew that Laura and Carson were there.

Here's a picture Alex sitting at his table, where I left my first born at Kindergarten for the first time (OH the heartache!). Yes, I cried and cried...and cried. :'(


I did pretty good the rest of the day. After leaving Alex, we had to go to Walmart & buy another battery for the van. Tony took care of the dirty work while Emma and I roamed Walmart. After that, we went home. I was so sad! Laura had called to check on me, so I called her back to make sure that she, too, was hanging in there. The house was way too quiet and lonely without Alex in it. Of course I got all emotional again. Emma was exhausted so I put her down for a nap and then I laid down myself for a while. I woke up when Tony left for work, around 12:30pm. Emma was still asleep and I honestly didn't know what to do with myself. I didn't feel like doing anything really, and figured that I could take today and pout - I kind of felt like I was mourning the loss of my child. So, so sad. I spent the next few hours mostly online - I LOVE this website.

When I got to the school to pick up Alex, I found Laura again and we hung out and talked, waiting for our boys' class to come into the cafeteria, where all of the kids who are being picked up come. After waiting, for what seemed like forever, we began to wonder where they were. A lady came up to us, holding onto Carson's hand and told Laura that he was assigned to ride the bus home, but Carson told the lady that his mom was going to pick him up. So they came to the cafeteria where she found Laura. Putting 2 & 2 together, I looked at Laura and thought "OH NO, WHERE'S ALEX?!?" I knew that if they tried putting Alex on a bus that he would just go for a ride and never say a word. Already full of serious anxiety, my stomache turned upside down and I seriously thought I was going to throw up. I told the lady that I hadn't seen Alex yet and she then asked what his name was, what he looked like, what he was wearing...then she and another teacher RAN out the door to find him. I, along with Emma in the stroller, walked in the direction that they were running, hoping to see my little boy. I was sure they stuck my baby on a bus and shipped him off to some wierd neighborhood, of course my mind was panicing. After a couple of minutes, I could see them making their way back through the crowd with my little one. I was bawling, but tried my hardest to stop before they caught up to me. I grabbed onto my boy and hugged him as tight as I could. He was so sad...he kept telling me that he was sorry that he went to the bus and didn't wait for me, but I told him that it wasn't his fault. Then he started crying, telling me that he wanted to ride the bus. haha Yah, that's what I thought.



Eventually, we made it home. I remembered his teacher telling me that the kids would have homework Monday thru Thursday, so I checked Alex's backpack, but there were no papers in it, so I assumed that he didn't have any homework. Laura called again and I told her that I was surprised that they didn't have any homework, and she told me that Carson did...?! So I talked to Alex about it and supposedly he didn't feel like bringing any homework home, so he left it at school. We had to have the talk about doing what your teacher tells you to do, etc. And because he didn't bring it home, he had to do 6 pages of homework from mom. Tomorrow he'll probably be happy to do one page from Ms. D, instead of 6 pages from mean ole mom!

I survived today and so did my sweet little boy. Hopefully I won't cry so much tomorrow :)