When It Wains, It Pours......

Although this could be the local weather report for today, it's not. It's about approaching the end of yet another era. This month, my five year old will complete her preschool years. Our therapist has always been there to help us work on Brook's speech and that too, I know, will soon come to an end. She will begin "big" school in August. I've impatiently awaited this time for years now, but now that it's so close I can practically touch it, I'm not so sure I'm mentally prepared for it. Gage will be 8 next weekend and that too both breaks my heart yet gives me comfort at the same time. There were times I wasn't so positive we'd ever make it this far in those 8 years.

Just today as I drove Brooklyn home from preschool in the pouring down rain, I heard from the back seat..."Man, Mama, it is rainin' rainin' rainin'!" I have to be honest, it made me cry...not because she finally is getting her initial R's correctly, but I had hoped I had a few more months of "Man Mama, it's wainin'!" It caught me off guard and I was consumed with the fact that she too is growing up fast.

With the IEPs coming up this month, I've already been found "nesting" so to speak. Although this type of nesting isn't preparing for a new arrival, it's preparing for departure of my baby into childhood. It won't be long til she'll be telling me what to wear just like her brother, (click here to read that.) Part of me thinks I won't have ENOUGH to do and part of me thinks I won't have time to do anything else, so I'm cautious before adding anything else to my volunteer plate. I'm going to hopefully be subbing part-time at their school so some days I'll be there in the building with them, while other days I can work on my stuff. It'll be bittersweet I know, I'm just not sure if I'm gonna be laughing or crying that first day of Kindergarten.......to be continued.