I'm speaking about myself, of course. My son entered Kindergarten a few days ago. He was a bit nervous, and I told him, I too, get first day jitters. It's normal. Somehow, he completely surprises me. He woke up very excited and we walked with our neighbors (also known as his best buddy) to the first day of Kindergarten for the boys.
It's nerve-wracking and crazy how things change in a blink-of-an-eye. One minute, I'm scrolling through pictures of him as an infant, learning to crawl, his first taste of solid food, watching him learn to ride a tricycle, and now, he's becoming my little man. He'll always be my little man (maybe not so little in a few years, he'll eventually be taller than me), no matter what. Ready to tackle new obstacles, new experiences, new friendships, and new material.
Moments like these, we as parents, need to remind ourselves to give a pat on our backs. My husband was so kind to remind me to do that. When you become a parent, you sacrifice so much more than just your time. However, the rewards are more than gratifying. I need to remember how lucky I am to have such a wonderful boy, whose constant hugs and kisses always make me instantly feel better.
Micro, keep at it. Don't give up and don't let fear be the one thing that stops you. It's ok to be afraid, to cry when it hurts, to stand up for what you feel and know is wrong, to feel sadness, guilt, joy, and hesitation. You are such a unique soul and even though it seems I'm always frustrated, tired, or seem busy, I'm listening. I'm always listening to you. I love you.
