Good Morning, me…

I couldn’t sleep last night. 
I couldn’t even pinpoint why. I was just, completely, wide awake. 
When I finally gave up trying, I crawled from bed and began my morning routine- to which I now do without any trouble at all. 
I washed my face. 
I poured a cup of coffee. 
As a special, first day of school, treat- I put cinnamon rolls in the oven to rise, before baking. 
I read for awhile. 
When it was time, my family began bustling and moving about. 
We talked. 
We ate breakfast. 
I watched Genny, my baby, put together the clothing ensemble she’s been stressing about for weeks. 
She flat ironed her hair. 
She donned blue eye shadow and a pale pink lip gloss. 
She grabbed her lunch money, her back pack and hopped in the car. 
Nervously, 7 minutes later, she finally took a deep breath and climbed down to the pavement. 
You’ll have such a great day, I assured. 
I hope so, she sighed– obviously unsure suddenly. 
She ascended up the steps as I backed from my parking space. 
She stopped and turned, waving at me, she blew a kiss and mouthed “I love you.” 
It was not until that moment that I even felt like I wanted to cry- and by the time I realized it the tears were hot upon my cheek. 
It is this part of the routine I don’t know. 
The house quiet part. 
The time on my hands part. 
This might take some time… 

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10 Comments »

  1. Aww, Misty. I'm not sure about that part either – and will be experiencing it myself in a few weeks when my girls start Grade 1, all day school. I'm sure we'll adapt, and we'll be doing so together.

  2. i always wondered how moms reacted to seeing their kids go off to school… i always assumed my mom welcomed it (3 kids outta the house means some much-needed quiet)… but she did always look really happy when we got home.

  3. She looks so cute. I wouldn't be able to sleep either. Pierce starts Pre-K tomorrow. He'll be riding the bus and everything. So I guess I'll be the one tossing and turning tonight. I hope her first day was amazing!

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