Today is the sixth day of school (no I haven't gotten the first day pics uploaded here yet). As some of you might remember, Megan had quite a bit of separation anxiety going to kindergarten. She loved making new friends, her teachers, and so many things about her new school but the unknown and bigness of it all overwhelmed her a bit. So after a fabulous departure the first day of school last year, we had at least two or more weeks of crying and hanging on to me at drop off. Otherwise known as COMPLETE torture for mommy. She eventually settled in and had a wonderful year in spite of a couple bumps in the road. All that being said, she still wanted me to (and I gladly did) walk her to class every morning.
Fast forward to day 6 of first grade. We have been riding bikes to school every day. This morning, we arrived and I went to help Tyler get his bike locked. Megan comes over and says, "I am going to walk to my class now." And off she goes without a hug or a kiss. Um okay - this is a good thing, right? I know it is a great thing for her to be feeling so comfortable at school to be able to go in to her class by herself but it caught me a little off guard. I could see her the whole time and she looked over a gave me a big smile and a wave and was in class. Talk about conflicting emotions. I am excited for her to be willing to take a step on her own, but don't know how I feel about her not needing the extra hug before she goes to class. More than anything I am grateful that she leaves me each morning with a big smile excited to go to school because the first few weeks of school last year were brutal.
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