I am a different mother today than I was 4 days ago. Something about first grade is changing me. Maybe it's the regular structure that I absolutely love. Or, maybe it is packing up my boys each morning and leaving one behind while I get to know the other better. Then packing the one up at 3 to pick up the one I left behind and being thrilled at seeing him and rediscovering why he has always been able to melt my heart.
Something about first Grade is causing my little buddy to soften and love more. Perhaps he is responding to my overcharged momma bear instincts that kicked in the minute the first bell of first grade rang. I am reminded of something Marjorie Hinckley said to her children's teachers when they were in school. You have them to do what you want with until 3:30 and after that they are all mine. Matthew is all mine after 3:21 p.m. I don't care if he was naughty or nice he is mine and I want him back! I hope he can sense how much I miss him and how happy I am to have him back.
He is looking at me with sparkly eyes more often and with deep dark pools of blue threatening to spill over more often as well. I feel like he is letting me in more. I am feeling like he finally needs me. This independent child seems to be looking to me for a little more direction.
He is learning to channel his deep emotions...like his mom had too:) And he is so sweet.
I think first grade is changing me for the better. Thank you first grade for opening my eyes to a darling, chubby--one day, skinny--the next, two year old who is an absolute delight and stinker all in one. And for allowing me to rediscover my little darling boy Matthew as he grows and changes into a sweeter more dear version of his already nearly perfect self.
We grow and change together and it feels good. I love being a mother and having a family!
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