Today, June 7, 2012, was a huge day for our family. The twins, Alex and Will “graduated” from
their preschool today. (Actually, Alex
still had his special needs school to graduate from tomorrow.) But this preschool is a co-op where my older
son, Harrison, attended for 2 years. The
twins just finished their second, and final, year. So I spent the last 4 years there. And for the last 3 years, I was a board
member. The preschool is called Sequoia
and it is truly a wonderful place! We’ve
made great friends and we all have learned so much there!
So you would think that today, as the twins accepted their
certificates, that I would be crying my eyes out. After all, they are growing up! Because of my older son, I know what
elementary school is like and it is very different from preschool, especially a
co-op preschool, where parents are very involved in the school. These past years have been so incredibly special. I got to work (unpaid because it’s a co-op)
at the preschool twice a week, along with 5 other parents and 2 teachers every
day (I had to work twice a week because I had 2 kids that attended.) I got to see Alex and Will grow! Not just educationally, but socially,
too. I felt like I was really involved
with their lives. I’m so lucky that I
don’t have to work and that I was able to spend this time with them. I got to share so many experiences with my
little guys! What blessings!
But I didn’t shed one tear.
I’m saddened to leave the school.
But I have spent the last (almost) 7 years as a stay at home mom. And when Alex was diagnosed with Autism 2
years ago, my life just got super busy, juggling 3 kids at 3 different
schools. Having a child with special
needs and juggling several weekly therapy appointments. And then, of course, I have the usual things
to take care of (cleaning, cooking, paying bills, etc.) I’m just tired and I really, really, really
need a break. And when the twins start
kindergarten and Harrison starts second grade at the end of August, I’ll
finally get a break! And I think that’s
why I didn’t cry today. My maternal
heart sees light at the end of the tunnel.
And I love my boys more than anything in the world and would give up my
life for them. But today, I’m not going
to miss those special preschool moments.
Not now. But after I’ve had a
break, and things get busy with elementary schools, my maternal heart will come
back full force and I will miss them dearly.
At least, I think I will. :)
