My baby embarked down the 13 year road of required education yesterday.
After he was all settled in to his new classroom I anticipated elation to set in.
On the contrary, I walked around sad and blue all day long.
It looks like all smiles here in this picture. Oh, just wait for my big goof up to ruin everything...

I watched the clock all day waiting for school to end. I specifically told him that he would not be getting on the bus home because I would be there to greet him right outside his classroom after school. I did a goof by mistaking the school end time with the bus stop time. I show up to school and no kids anywhere. You want to see a frantic momma doing the panic, ugly cry in the
Principal's office, that was me. Apparently he was put on the bus due to my mistake and miscommunication. I raced to the bus stop and made it just in time to meet a distraught little boy getting off the bus, both of us in tears.
A few hours later and some major making up done it was time to celebrate a semi-successful first day of school.
Day two, brought a PLANNED bus ride which turned out much better.

Unfortunately the hole is my heart hasn't healed.
I'm so happy he's enjoying school but I don't know if I am.