First Day of School Blues – For Parents
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This is a day that most parents know will come one day. However, Owen and I didn’t. You see, I had always planned on home schooling if I ever changed my mind and had a child and Owen agreed with me. We tried home schooling, but when Jalen got to about three he was adamant that he wanted to go to school to make friends. There was no changing his mind!
The big day came on Thursday, September 4, 2008. The week prior, he would wake up and fuss that he was ready to start school. Of course come the big day, and dad and I were excited and scared for him. We took pictures of him in his blue and white plaid shirt and long blue pants. He was so big – my baby was definitely becoming a big boy.
We feared that he would cry when it came time to leave him, but oh, no, he was fine. He took hold of our hands, looked and us and said, “Bye parents” and took his seat.
It was us - daddy and me - who had to fight back the tears. It was especially hard for his dad who has always been there with him from day one. He was the first to see him and hold him after my c-section. While I have had to travel and leave Jalen for a few days here and there, his daddy has never slept a night without him at home. They went everywhere together – daddy and his little man. Owen said he really didn’t expect to take it so hard or to miss him quite so much. Boy, do I understand how he felt.
Leaving Jalen in the care of someone else became easier because of an interesting turn of events. His teacher and I share the same last name (my maiden name) – one that is not that common in my neck of the woods. She has declared him her little cousin.
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