she wants to be a baby doctor....I love that
She was ready, and I know that; but that doesn't mean I was. No, not by any stretch of the imagination was I ready for this. I wasted away my summer, ignoring what was coming. My baby was going to Kindergarten. When my oldest went to school I was sad, really sad. I remember crying, but this was different. I'm one step closer to being done. And while I realize that I still have like three more years before all of them are in school that doesn't mean I'm able to shove those thoughts out of my head. On any given day I would characterize myself as an emotional person. I usually wear them on my sleeve and don't attempt to hid them. Age has only slightly improved that. One of my more popular posts is "How Do You Know?" where I lament over the fact that I realize that we are done but I don't feel it. This undoubtedly is one of the reasons while sending my little girl off to school has been so difficult.