Tuesday, August 28, 2007

A letter to my son...


My Dearest Mikey,
Yesterday was your first day of school, and your first time being away from mommy for so long. The night before I let you pick out your clothes and of course you picked out a green shirt. You looked so cute and I started to see just how big of a boy you really are. As we drove you to school Daddy and I reminded you about using your manners and being a good boy. You sat there and listened and you were probably tired of hearing it, but we just wanted to remind you. As we got off the car you had a big smile on your face you thought you were ready. When we got to hall you looked around at all the kids and just studied everyone. The teacher opened the door and you ran in to put your backpack on the hook and ran to the back to play. Daddy and I stayed in the hall and watched our little boy go off as if you had done this a hundred times. Soon you realized this was it we were leaving and put your little chubby hands over your eyes, this is what you do when you are trying to hold back tears. Those tears did not stay back long and neither did ours. I went in the class room to give you a kiss and let you know I'd be back. It took everything in me to stand up and walk away from you. I felt as if I was walking out on you not away from you. I prayed and prayed that you understood that we had to walk away, we were doing it for you not to hurt you. It hurt Daddy so much to see you there crying. Breyana asked for you all the way home, she was so bored without you. We counted down the hours, I had no idea it would hurt me so much. You were the first one out of the class room and you looked so handsome and big. You had your little Diago backpack on and were so happy to see us. We looked through your backpack and found all your pages you colored and they were so good. I can't believe my baby boy is getting so big, I am so proud of you son. I will stay brave for you and I will stay strong but please know it is killing me inside. I hate to see you hurt and I hate to see you cry. I know your tears will only last a while and soon you will do this with ease.

3 comments:

Annalisa said...

Awww Jess. I remember feeling like you. I remember looking at them in the rear view mirror as I drove off. It is tough. But it gets better. You have a very handsome little man there and he is going to do great. Emmy starts on the 4th and I am nervous. Not because she is going to cry but because she is not going to want to leave :)

Lauren said...

Jeez...did you have to make me go and cry? This is sooo sweet. I hope he enjoyed his second day of school.

Jess said...

Thanks Ladies!! Good Luck to Emmy!!