Next week Grant will start Kindergarten.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what a change it will be for both him and I. We've probably spent more time together over the past 5 & 1/2 years than anyone else in our family. From those late night feedings as an infant, to countless hours of building train tracks and playing tackle with him as a toddler, to weekly trips to Target just to get out of the house. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Together. Basically, we've been best friends as well as mother and son.
After this week, most of his waking time will be spent outside of the home, away from me. I'm not sad that my baby is leaving my side. I'm more concerned about what he will be exposed to. Will he make friends? Will he talk to his teacher?
I'm excited that he will be challenged academically as well as socially. Much of his day currently consists of him asking if he can watch TV or play X-Box. Recently, it's all I can do to get him to color a picture or read a book to me. As many kindergartners will be learning letter sounds and how to read, Grant will be adjusting to being away from home for 7 hours a day five days a week.
The question remains-- Who will have the hardest time coming to terms with our impending separation? Me or him?
I'm betting on Grant.
But hoping (in that best friend/motherly sort of way)
that it will be me.