Piper started kindergarten today! She is starting at Burton Elem. for half the year until we move. She was so excited! According to her this was "the best day ever." It helped she has 2 of her little friends in her class.
I did fine. Dropped her off with a smile. Drove home with a smile. I mean she was only going to be gone for 2 house and she was so thrilled about it so why would I be sad?? I kinda felt guilty for not sobbing most of the time she was gone like most mothers on Instagram seemed to be doing. (Yes, comparing myself... I know)
I thought I had everything all figured out and was ready and excited for this new little chapter in her life.... I thought...
It is 10:00 at night I am sitting in my bed, feeling completely sad watching the Notekins on the baby first channel. Emmy used to LOVE this show. Now she won't even acknowledge it. She is too big. They are all too big. Roman starts pre school this year. Emmi the next. This is all to much for me to comprehend. And I'm sad. And I hate it. I hate change and I hate feeling that I don't have control over everything going on in my life. At the moment I don't have control over anything. I want my babies to stay the way they are. I don't want anything to change.
10:15 p.m. - 2015-08-24
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