For everyone with a rising Kindergartener, this post, now two years old, is for you. But wait – everyone else – it’s also for you. Turns out, for me at least, shedding a few tears behind my sunglasses when they board that bus the first day didn’t end after Kindergarten, here we go again as she heads off to 2nd grade.
“They grow up so fast!” – does it not seem that everyone preaches this to you when you are a bleary-eyed, sleep-deprived, hormonal, chubby, cranky new mom?
What does that mean, I used to wonder. I would stare at my baby wrapped like a burrito and swear with each passing minute that I would never again sleep uninterrupted. I wouldn’t shower with ease. I wouldn’t know what an impromptu night out on the town would mean. I would be trapped by this small cute blob that basically always needed something but didn’t give much back.
“Oh, she’s so adorable. Enjoy it now! It doesn’t last…”
I know, I know, I would snark in my head thinking of cruel things to bark back at this well-intentioned stranger….I know….they grow up so fast. They all do except mine, who won’t sleep and really fusses at inconvenient times.
I hated that cliché. I hated it as much as I hated “Sleep when the baby sleeps”
You know why I hated that one? Because I TRIED but she didn’t sleep LONG ENOUGH….where could I get the kid who slept when mommy slept? Why didn’t someone put that one on the menu? Aren’t they supposed to obey and respect their mother’s wishes?
But then came Monday. When my sweet smiling baby went from this:
In the blink of an eye.
I swear it was like someone pressed the fast-forward button times 5 and there went my sweet girl, proudly wearing the fall 2011 kindergarten accessory, the pinned on name tag identifying her name, her teacher and the color of her bus. With barely a glance back, she boarded that school bus and was off.
I totally cried behind my sunglasses, cursing that stupid cliché for being as right as it is annoying. And then what did I do? It was like I was out to torture myself on Monday. I should have just gotten out a knife and taken up cutting.
On Saturday, pre-over-hyped (though we did lose our power) Irene, we went out and purchased a full size bed for our 2.5 year-old. I noticed her in the crib last week and realized how ridiculous it was that she was still being imprisoned. So big girl bed delivery was scheduled for Tuesday. So what made more sense than to head to Babies’R’Us on Monday and purchase a side rail for the big girl bed.
Does that make sense to you? If it does, then you probably haven’t been in that store in a few years, like I hadn’t.
Immediately after crossing the threshold, I was drowned and suffocated by sweet baby smell, small cute baby onesies, little tiny size N diapers, cute little Halloween costumes….and there I was to purchase something to render my home cribless…..a mere 24 hours after my oldest started Kindergarten…..the extra small baby things were mocking me. They were cooing and giggling and smelling good….
Could I get pregnant just standing there, I wondered? How could I not realize that going from Kindergarten to Cribless in the same week is just too much for a gal to take? What will the nursery look like without the beaver-chewed up sides of the wooden crib anchoring the room?
How did this happen?
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