Twas the night before school started and all through my house
Mommy was scurrying (thankfully, no sign of the mouse!)
The naprolls and school supplies were stacked by the backdoor with care
In hopes that the morning rush would be easier if they were already there
The kiddos were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of independence (and new sneakers) danced in their heads...
I have been busy this evening, trying to keep my mind on the To Do list. I am reminding myself that this will be harder on me than on them. This is an "I Get To" moment for my children. I am praying I can keep my emotions in check for their sake. They are excited. I cannot be the one to make them think this is a sad or fearful moment.
We have had a wonderful last couple of days of Summer. Chuck E. Cheese's (or 'Chuckie Jesus', as the kiddos call it) with old friends yesterday and the children's museum with new school friends today. Tonight we went out for a family dinner at 'the rice place' (AKA our local thai restaurant) where the children love to dine on rice, 'carrot strings' and 'chicken lollipops' (AKA chicken satay). We returned home for baths, a special reading of The Kissing Hand and bedtime.
My sweet husband blocked his morning schedule so we can take them to school together. We are praying we can work out a system for getting them each to their classrooms for their own special sendoff. The beauty and the challenge of triplets is the 'shared moments.' I want them to each feel confident in their individual moment tomorrow.
As I spoke with various friends today I was reminded of the kinship of mothers everywhere when it comes to 'letting go' bit by bit. We train them up so that they are able to fly when the time comes. Tomorrow is but the first of many of these moments.
It will be OK.