Blubbering from the Bawl Baby

CONFESSION: I am a huge crybaby, a bawler, a big boob (don't have them, am one:)!

So the kids have been really excited to start the school year. This is Raegans first year in kindergarten so Dalyn is stoked to have her at school with him, they get to ride the bus together, and have lunch together and recess, tons of fun.

I promised to take them to their classes the first day so they would know where to go and make sure the teacher knew how they were getting home (one of her concerns was getting on the wrong bus.) So Dalyn's drop off was smooth, same teacher as last year, he knew most of the kids in his class, as soon as he walked in the door about three of them yelled "Dalyn's here" and he was set.

Then I walk Raegan down to her class. There she is all tiny with her huge backpack, and pink teddy bear (requested by the teacher) and we stand in line to meet the teacher, and she says "Hi Raegan, I'm Mrs. Bailey, I am so glad you are in my class." And I loose it (how embarrassing) The teacher looks up at me and sort of freezes like "Oh great, you're one of THOSE!" So I try to pull it together so I can tell her how Raegan will be getting home and that she has a brother in second grade that will be on the bus with her, I managed to keep my voice in check, sort of, but the tears were obvious. I took a few pictures just cuz I had to and made my swift escape. So the first day went great for the kids not so much for the mom. One of these days I won't break down every time my kids do something brilliant like- ride their bike for the first time, or hug a sibling that is hurt, or walk into their kindergarten class, or sing in church- well probably not so I guess the world will just have to deal with me and I will just have to stay embarrassed.