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Sending My Baby Off to Kindergarten

IMG_20130808_064721_078My baby, child number four, started kindergarten this year and it truly, physically hurt.  I’m not exactly sure why I’ve had such a strong visceral reaction.  I don’t know if it’s because he’s the last one or if it’s because of the grief I’ve been feeling all summer.  Either way, the event has left me with a thin veil of melancholy, which is affecting my overall outlook on life lately.  Six weeks later and I’m still not passed it.  I now have two children in middle school and two in elementary school.  No more toddlers.  No more preschool.  Oh the cruelty of time…”The days are long, but the years are short.”

I’ve been dreading this all summer, but there was no more putting it off.  Cammy is six years-old, and he’s already been held back a year due to a number of factors: his July birthday, his physical size, his speech articulation and his mommy’s inability to let go.  When we attended kindergarten round-up before school started, I swear it felt like I was walking on death row, as I made my way down the hallway to what would be his first elementary school classroom.  I didn’t feel any of the excitement I’d felt when I did that with Hunter, nor any of the anxiety I’d had when I escorted Bear.  I didn’t struggle with bittersweet ambivalence as I’d had when it was Audrey’s turn.  This time, I felt sadness.  I felt old. Continue reading Sending My Baby Off to Kindergarten

Happy Birthday Mom!


Happy Birthday to my wonderful mother-in-law.  Evelyn’s made me feel like a part of her family, since the very first day we met.  She raised an extraordinary man, who I’m lucky to call my husband.  We are different women, from different generations, but she’s never been one on those mother-in-laws, who insist that their way is the right way.  She doesn’t interfere – even when I know she must want too!   Her watch-from-the-sidelines approach, gave me the confidence to find my own way as a mom.  My own mother is deceased, so the gracious manner in which she’s loved me as her daughter, has meant the world to me.  Evelyn gives me birthday cards that usually make me cry.  She’s the hardest worker I’ve ever met and is meticulous in everything she does.  Her thirst for knowledge inspires me.  At 67, she’s just a thesis short of earning her Doctorate.  Come on Dr. Smith!  She sets an extraordinary example for her grandchildren. She’s also the best cook ever and can solve any household dilemma there is.  Seriously, she could give Martha Stewart a run for her money.  The care and love she showers on us is appreciated more than words can express, and I’m very grateful for the support she’s always given me as a wife, mother and writer.

I love you mom!