Poor Grace. My poor baby. She is SOOOOO not ready for school. Every time the thought of school creeps into her little change-hating head she looks at me, with huge tears in her eyes, and says "Momma, you won't be there" and she starts to cry. : (
Could anything in the world be more sad than your sweet little blond haired, blue eyed doll baby crying because she has to go somewhere and I won't be there. I want to cry with her and tell her that if she's afraid I will be there... but I can't. I won't be there. It makes me so sad. It makes my heart sob. This is killing me a little.
I know that come Friday there will be sobbing and a little girl that wants nothing more than her Momma and I am going to have to look brave and usher her onto the bus without a tear in my eye. I also know that as soon as that bus pulls away my sunglasses are going on so I can hide the next two and a half hours of tears until my baby comes home.
Why is this all so hard???