13 days

In 13 days it will be the first day of school.
In 15 days BB will go to all day kindergarten for the first time.
There is a bit of anxiety about these two things.
There are a few things left to pack into summer.
A couple supplies are missing from the list (you know the elusive one or two things??)
There has been arguing.
Lots of fun too.
My first time with everyone in school all day.
They still need me…I am cool with this transition.
I love being the mama of big kids.
I think sometimes it is easy to overlook ways that they will always need you.
A new thing this summer is jumping off the diving boards.
This made me stop and think…I breath easy when they reach the ladder.
BB waves at me each time before he jumps.
Even when they stop waving and looking for you overtly, do they ever really stop wanting you to watch them jump?
I don’t think so.
Breathing and balancing a love of now and a smile to what is up next.

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About attraversiamodarmaz

Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) * hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!* I do forget to recycle* LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)* Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction* Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties* True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)* did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me* can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings* I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year* can't help my right brain optimism* been a foster mom* am a very grateful mom of adopted children* worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier* this is me...pretty much
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