I'm quite sure all of you parents have had thoughts like:
"I can't wait until.......little _______ is"
Grows out of his/her binky
Can dress his/her self
Can blow his/her own nose
The list goes on and on and on..........................
Well lately, my mantra has been: "I can't wait until Izzy goes to school peacefully." It's always a struggle for Izzy. Most days the pre-school teachers are trying to distract Izzy with new toys or projects. I rush out of there while he cries knowing that after I leave he will be fine.
Today is a new day.
Izzy hemmed and hawed before leaving for school. He told me how much he hated me and all of his classmates at school. He went into detail as to why his pre-school teachers should, and I quote, "find other jobs to do like be a Mom." I could tell I was in for a long morning.
When we arrived at school, Izzy took off his coat, hung up his backpack and came over and gave me a hug and a kiss. Just before entering the gate, Izzy turned around, ran back to me, gave me another kiss and hug and said, "I love you Mom."
He peacefully entered his preschool and I cried all the way home.
One small victory. My baby is growing up.