End of School week 1

Well, we survived.  We survived the first week of school.

I haven't written much this week because I don't know how to feel.  My baby is going to kindergarten out there at a school.  It has been easy because William is SO ready for this.  He is SO excited and SO proud, and we are too.

But, it has been hard.  Some of this is colored by my own negative experience on a school bus and my own anxiety about getting this critical first year of my child's education "exactly right".  I am a control freak.  A control freak that cares deeply about education; so much so that I made it my career path.  This week has been exhausting for me with worry about getting it just right for my special boy.  Doing enough, but not too much.  Giving help, but not too much help.  Walking the line and leaving so much to the unknown is very uncomfortable for me.

Knowing how much to say is also weighing heavily.  William deserves to have this be a little more private.  His teacher, school and school district also deserve for everything to not be public.  Weighing and judging this new line in our lives is taking some adjustment.

I have a feeling both William and I will be learning a great deal this year.

On the lighter side, I have made some resolutions for this school year (my progress thus far in parenthesis)

1. Do not wear my pajamas to the afternoon bus stop pick up in the afternoon (so far so good)
2. Do not complain/vent/argue/discuss issues regarding school while William is awake or in earshot.  He deserves to not have his experiences colored by my judgement of the situation. (working on this one)
3. Do not wear my pajamas to the morning bus stop at least until October 1 (so far so good)
4. Chocolate milk in a lunch box on Fridays.  Everyone deserves a treat after a long week! (done!)
5. Set aside at least 5 minutes for William alone when he gets off the bus to hear about his day. (we got it in this week)