Just last year marked a big milestone in our house, a life changing one for us. Our first born started school and I will be honest I was so anxious about it. Like every parent, it’s a big change going from having your child every day in your own care then giving that control up to a stranger, in a new environment, five days a week. I have always been over cautious with B being out of my care, due to his allergies. It took me a long time to really calm down about someone else being in charge of his inhalers, epi pens, and feeding him. But becoming a school mom went from something I was nervous about to something I absolutely love being. There is nothing more fulfilling than watching your babies grow up and start to learn. I mean really learn; beyond just numbers, colors and shapes, and beyond reading and writing. They learn to be social. They mature and learn about the world around them. They learn so much in that first year, like a dry sponge ready to soak up anything wet that it comes into contact with. It’s absolutely beautiful how amazing their little minds work and how fast they adapt.
Once we got a good routine down for the school drop off and pick ups, it became second nature to us. All the things I had worried about, faded away and new things have taken their place to be excited about. I get excited when I pick him up and he comes out bouncing with joy, full of stories of his day and all that he got up to. He loves every thing about school. I look back in the rearview mirror on the way home, listening to his daily stories as he tells them to his sister, wondering how he got so mature and grown up. How did almost one year of reception change him so much?
I love how much it hasn’t affected his relationship with his sister too. If anything it makes them even more inseparable and their reunions are so bittersweet, each day. It’s one of my favorite parts of the day. They genuinely missed each other day all day. I can find her running for his classroom gates, long before I even spotted him, myself. They kiss and hug goodbye every morning and embrace when they are reunite. He tells her so much about school that he doesn’t tell me. I love their close relationship. I think it really helps her prepare for school next year. I get these proud Mommy feeling on moments when I see him passing on what he is learning at school to her. I am so proud of him and all he has done with his first year in school.
Being a school mom goes even further than being proud of my son and watching him learn and grow. It’s changed so much of how I parent and who I am. It’s not about feeding, napping, and play time now. We have homework time, school talks over family dinner time and I am getting to know more Moms at school too. I have a new circle of friends that I didn’t expect to find. I am now learning how to parent to a school boy who is constantly wanting to learn more, expects more explanations of the world and some days even uses that attitude to test my patience in a way a teenager would not a toddler anymore. Parenting and friendships weren’t something I expected to change much when I became a school mom. But it has in such a great way that I wonder why I was ever nervous in the first place.
I am so proud of my first born, as he finishes the last few months of his reception year with golden stars in my eyes. He has blossomed into a lovely little boy that I love so very much. I couldn’t be more excited to become a school mom again next year with MM. I only hope she loves it as much as her brother does.