Summer Don't Go...

Oh. The end of summer has always been and still is such a bittersweet time for me. Maybe I am not remembering clearly, but I don't think I have ever been excited for school to start again. I love the freedom of summertime.

I feel no different now that I have my own kids. For the last 6 years really our seasons have not been defined by school, but now that Oscar is starting kindergarten that era has changed. And goodness, change is hard for me.

I will be honest. I do not want him to go to school.

I know, selfish right? It is just that my kids are seriously some of my absolute favorite people to be with. And the thought of not getting as much time with them just twists my heart so tight tears usually start to swell in my eyes. As is happening now. Oscar is such a great person to have around, I don't want to share him :)!I just know I am going to be one of those crazy mothers who has a really hard time letting go of each stage with each child. I have already proven I am.

I know it is wonderful to watch them grow and gain confidence and independence. I know school is good, and brings them experiences they need, that I can't always give them. But it feels so awkward and uncomfortable inside my gut to send them. I hope this gets easier! Sure my kids fight, throw tantrums, and are overwhelming at times. But honestly, not that often. And the good with them so outweighs the rough times, I can't help but not want them around filling our home with (mostly) happy noise (pretty much) all the time.

I know this post is cheesy, but hey, it is the truth.