I dropped my *heart* off at day camp this morning.
It's the first morning and runs Monday to Friday. I don't even have words for the first moment you put your child's life into someone else's hands, and walk away. All I can do is worry about things like: Will she know to eat enough? Drink enough? Know where the toilet is? Apply sunscreen? They're also going on day trips, to the local wading pool, the Experimental Farm and the Museum of Nature, throughout the week. My *heart*, on a bus, without me?
I'm positively dying!
And here's the thing, she woke up this morning, too sleepy to open her eyes, yet even in her sleepy state she could ecstatically ask, "AM I GOING TO DAY CAMP TODAY?!
Indeed, she didn't look back.
But for Mama, it's so hard to let go. Tell me I'm not alone...
But for Mama, it's so hard to let go. Tell me I'm not alone...
All ready and excited to walk to daycamp!
Thankfully it's just up the street, so I can be there in a heartbeat, if needed.
**updated**
I got a fully animated description of everything that happened at day camp today, including singing (already memorized songs about sticky bubblegum!), crafts, games, stories and the cookie baking experience they all participated in. Also, how one of the staff (Simon) was a tricky boy and that he tricked her and played jokes with her - she totally gravitates towards this kind of silly/funny, because that's how her Baba boy acts - he literally teases the life out of her and she loves it!
She had SO MUCH fun!
And I have to tell you, the smile on her face when I arrived to pick her up, how she ran into my arms and loved me all over - all evening long she couldn't keep her arms and lips off me, this part is so new to me, because we've never been apart before. It was beautiful. She told me she loved me forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever.
My heart is so full right now.
And then when I asked her if she wanted to go back to camp tomorrow and she shouted "YESSSSSSSSSSSS!".
Well, that was the best feeling in the world.
I knew she was ready for it - it's just me that wasn't. And maybe I never will be, but as long as she's happy, I am too.
Lilah looks excited for camp. Avery just had her first day of camp as well today, but she wasn't as excited as Lilah!
ReplyDeleteJill,
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My email is jsfunk@embarqmail.com if you're willing to share.
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never/ever alone. It is the worst, nasty feeling for a mom.
ReplyDeletechin up my friend.
lea
xo
I am pretty sure I am going to feel this way when Mya walks through the doors of her kindergarten class! Yeah for your little Lilah growing up! She's big sister material for sure :)
ReplyDeleteYou're not alone Jill and I have bad news so brace yourself! It doesn't go away as the years go on. I still feel that way when my 14 year old goes away!!! Maybe I need therapy :-)
ReplyDeleteOh my what a big brave girl! This sounds like a great trial run for when she goes to school. And you are not alone, I have yet to hand Kerry over to anyone but her grandparents for more than an hour or so (and that's only been for church nursery). How sweet that she was so excited to see her Mama and the hugs and kisses have to help just a tad bit with the the hurt of having to leave her. You did good, Mama. Hugs.
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