Thursday, September 8, 2011

First day, First time

The day has come! The day that I have been planning, stressing and crying about since Leilani has been 3 years old, I'm not even joking, I'm ridiculous like that. Lol.
What day could I possibly make such a big deal out of?
The First Day of SCHOOL of course!
Now Leilani had been super excited and ready for more than a few days for the first day of school. She has even talked about it in her sleep and woke up the day before her first day screaming "I'M SO EXCITED!"

Of course I slept in the same bed as her last night, which was unbelievably uncomfortable on account of she has a twin sized bed and we both sleep like ninjas in a battle. I woke up this morning extra tired, swore and then realized today was the day and I told myself not to cry and make it more of a big deal than need be. After I made her breakfast, cleaned the dishes and helped her get dressed it was time to put on the finishing touch, the BOOK BAG. As I helped her put her book bag her back was turned to me I started to cry but stopped right away because I did not want her to see me cry. Then I began taking numerous photos and giving her "mom looks" and she finally said "Mommy I'm going to be late we have to go."
I held her hand and looked down and her bright smiling face and could not believe I had a 5 year old daughter looking back at me! Time goes by so quick!
Once we go to her class I counted the name tags to see how many students would be in the class with her and was pleasantly surprised at the low number. Then I proceeded to corner her teacher and ask copious questions and then revert back to the only thing I knew how to do, smile at Leilani and take numerous pictures all the while trying not to break down in a flood of emotions.
I left after about twenty pictures and her telling me I could "go now."

As I walked away I cried like clock work. I tried to not be the crazy person walking down the street crying, but I was and soon regained my composer.
The most shocking thing was when I got back home, I didn't cry anymore!
I was all done, but I did think about her and then quickly realized what Leilani had told me the night before, I had a break!
So I took a nap :)
When I picked her up from school she told me she had a good day but almost started crying when I asked her if she listened well. She confessed to me, on the verge of tears, that she did not listen all the way because she had made a new friend and was so excited she could not stop talking.
I told her she didn't need to cry and that she knows what to do next time, to which she replied, listen better.

I told a family friend about her being talkative and she told me, "good luck, shes a talker."
That she is and so was I when I was her age. I can recall being told to be quiet several times and that I was in a classroom not a circus whenever I would be the class clown.
LOL. Aww man this is going to be quite the journey, but I'm excited! I'm also excited and looking forward to my upcoming PTA meetings.
And so begins the school journey.