Monday, August 25, 2008
Today I became the mother of a middle schooler.
I am not really sure how that happened.
That is all I remember.
I am not ready for this.
He is not ready for this.
I thought HE was ready.
We took him to orientation last week.
We met his teachers.
We toured the campus.
We are carpooling with a great group of friends.
We bought his school supplies.
He told me last night HE was not ready.
He was nervous.
And full of questions.
At 9:30 pm, when he should have been asleep, he was pacing the floor and needing answers.
"What time do I need to be up?"
"What if you forget to get me up....should I set a clock too?"
"What if I don't remember where my classes are?"
"I don't remember where my classes are!"
"Will someone tell me it is lunch time?"
"They never showed us where the cafeteria is ...what if I can't find it?"
" No one assigned me a number...how will I pay for lunch?"
"What if I can't remember my combination to my locker?"
"How will I know where to go for you to pick me up?"
I will stop there.
There were more.
My poor Chase.
He is breaking my heart.
He is so grown up in many ways...and yet, he is terrified of going to this new school.
How I wish I could simply make it all better for him.
I am not any better.
I am wringing my hands and pacing the floor too.
Wish us both well as we enter these new waters.
Chase survived his first day.
He came home with NO homework.
All is well in his world!