The school year has begun!

Well, yesterday was the kids first day of school for the 2009-2010 school year. AND the girls FIRST day of school period.... I really thought I was going to be emotional when I dropped them off in their classroom, but there was so much paperwork that I had to do (they were added to the class last minute) that I was rushed off to the other side of the school to finish their registration. Then by the time I returned, I was informed that Celsie had just gotten over being upset, so I had to quickly turn my back to the class so she wouldn't see me.... So once again, I rushed out...

The boys were excited to start school. When we got there, Jacob was a little reserved and standoffish (he is my shy child and usually clings in unfamiliar territory) but he dusted his emotions off and got out of the van. I am glad to see that he is learning that its ok to be nervous, to take a breath and then step forward. I have really worked a lot with Jacob and coming out of his shell, so I was SO thankful when he handled his emotions himself!!!

They all four had a blast and look forward to going monday. As for me, I didn't know what to do with myself, I felt like I needed to reintroduce myself to Chris. I have always had a child attached to my hip or in a room near by needing my attention for 7 years now. So it was definitely weird for me, but Chris got the day free with me, we enjoyed lounging pool side child free and going to lunch... I even cleaned the apartment in an hour! We went window shopping and still had time to spare before picking the kiddos up from school.

I am looking forward to this new stage with the kids. I know the stress of four kids with homework is in my near future, but for the time being I will enjoy the extra freedoms to find myself, enroll in college hopefully in the near future, and actually do my housework without it being destroyed as soon as I complete a task. We have spoke many times of how this day would seem and how happy I would be. Its here today and its bittersweet. Sweet to know that I made it! I survived toddlerhood of four kids. Bitter to know that my toddler years are finished.