Today is the first day of school for my babies, minus Maggie. (She starts next Monday). I was OK at first, then excited for them, then sad and now.....as Maggie lays on the couch watching Dora and I am going to write a bit, while it looks like she may go back to sleep, I'm kinda melancholy.
I'm not sure what to feel. Part of me wants to cry. Part of me knows that this is just part of growing up. Part of me is very happy to see my babies grow everyday and get older, wiser, stronger and more independant. It's nice to see them successful. But they ARE my babies.
I read the other day, I was reading My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Piccoult and the attorney, who's name is Campbell, made a comment about his dog. He said, "Another great thing about dogs is that they sever ties with their mothers when they are little". At first I thought that was a funny thing then today, I remembered that and it made me sad.
I mean, as mother's we care, we worry, we care for the sick, we help with homework and study for tests. We mend clothes and wash bookbags, fix lunches, pack snacks, organize class parties and scrape unidentifiable food out from under the bed. Then we won't mention the projects that we find out about the night before and pull an all nighter trying to make a volcano out of toothpicks and string or an electric engine out of rubber bands and coat hangers.
This is love. The unconditional love that only a mother can have for her child. The inseparable bond that begins when we first hear..."You are pregnant" until we draw our last breath.
My babies, my sweet babies. I hope you all have a great day today. I hope today brings you nothing but happiness and new friendships, success and great teachers, classes you love and the beginning of a great school year.
I love you my babies.....more than life itself!
Mom
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