today was my son's first day of kindergarten. it was great! it started with me waking him up... he told me "there is NO excuse!" so i asked "no excuse for what, baby?" and he responded "there is NO excuse for waking me up while its still dark out!" i was so proud... i know it sounds odd. but my son is a mini clone of his daddy, both in looks and attitude most times.... this morning was all me tho. i am the one who can hibernate, and surely do not like waking up early... once i told him it was his first day of school he reluctantly rolled out of bed.
it was sprinkling, or as i like to call it california raining, this morning... we left early to make sure we would be on time. we did, in fact we were really early... i guess everyone else slept in because of the holiday yesterday. i know that before i got sober you shouldnt expect to see me before 9am the day after a holiday unless you were my roomate or i had to work... and even 9am was early most times back then... i had planned to play at the park next to the school if we were early... i didnt take into account it might rain... so we had a few issues because we got stuck waiting in the car until the sprinkles let up and it got closer to time to say goodbye.
when it was time to line up for him to go into class he was ready!!! made sure his sister wished him a good first day, flashed an "i love you!" to daddy and i... then he was off into the classroom. i thought i would cry watching my oldest embark on such a big step, but i didnt. at first i thought i was kinda out of tears recently because this melasuckanoma crap... then i decided to be more optimistic... mother nature was shedding enough tears for all of us parents saying goodbye to our little people as they took this HUGE step...
my daughter, who is 3yrs old, missed her brother alot. she enjoyed the time we had alone at first because it almost never happens. but by mid-day she was ready to go get her brother... was very upset with me for not just going to get him. she finally fell asleep while i was on the phone with surgical nurse for my pre-op call. of course, that was only about 20 mins before we needed to leave to grab her brother...
the nurse who called took all my info... but was unable to answer my questions because she didn't have the orders. makes me nervous... but at the same time i feel like ive been living in a consistent state of nervousness since may. she asked if i had any anxiety, or depression... umm, yeah... being told you have cancer growing on you doesnt exactly inspire a party attitude... or at least it didnt for me. i had spent so much time partying when i was younger that i burnt out on that too. i guess if i didnt have good reason to remain sober (like my gorgeous family) i might have gone back to being a lush (or whatever other phases i went through). but now i have every reason to fight... and like my husband says "remember you are a strong woman, and a fighter... even if only by marriage." when he and i first met i was a weak, defeated version of myself... he hasnt let a day go by without doing his best to help me change that. and if i do say so myself, he's done a pretty good job... i now can see my own strengths after some patient reminders they were still there.
all in all it was a fantastic day!!! i just wish the nurse would call back to answer my questions since i already answered all of hers... but i am trying to be patient... and tomorrow is another school day for my little man... another day for my princess to get used to mama time... again, should be another good day...
That's really awesome that little man had a great first day! I'm sure the princess will get used to it soon enough, I have found it's harder for girls than it is for boys and since I've got a "baby" boy at home he is LOVING the time without his siblings. :) How did the sunscreening go for him?
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