Yesterday I registered my oldest son for Kindergarten, & I realized that for the last 4 years I have been immersed in a subculture – one full of colorful toys & morning play dates. I made all of the decisions each & every day, & as my firstborn gets ready to enter Kindergarten, I am realizing that my life will now be ruled by “the system.”
When you are a mom of little kids, no one expects you to be anywhere on time. And no one minds if you show up a few minutes late to a play date (or even Preschool). Now being a few minutes late results in a Tardy.
When you are a mom of little kids, you can choose to stay home all day for no particular reason. You can cancel plans & play on the floor all day. Now keeping my son home for a lazy day would be an unexcused absence.
When you are a mom of little kids, people don’t bat an eye when all your child will eat is chicken nuggets with an obscene amount of ketchup. Now I am going to be expected to send nutritional lunches with my son that consist of something other than starch & preservatives.
When you are a mom of little kids, people understand if their clothes don’t match, they have crusty noses, sticky fingers, & untamed hair. Now I am going to make sure everyone is looking (& smelling) presentable each & every day.
When you are a mom of little kids, you know every single thing that they did all day long. You know of every conversation, every learning moment, & every upsetting conflict. Now I am going to have to accept that my little boy has a life outside of our relationship.
And that is the hardest part is knowing that I can never go back to the way things were… no matter how long those days seemed…