I'm a Mess

We've had a wonderful summer together this year. Even on our tight budget and Tim's busy schedule I feel like we have had great family time, including our vacations together. We were able to go to San Diego for a weekend, Greer, and Puerto Penasco. With three trips Tim only missed a total of two days of work. We feel so grateful to those who helped make these trips doable for us and that our car never broke down!

  Anyway, now we are home. It's a week before Kyle starts school and I'm a mess! I have become so anxious about everything. I can't focus. What waterbottle should I get Kyle? What is the best type of lunch box? I hope the kids are nice to him. I hope he doesn't have a freak out on the days the cafeteria serves things like tuna fish that will stink up the cafeteria (I still remember the days they served fish). I hope he will put his closed-toe shoes on fine the days he has PE and that it won't be a big battle. What will it be like with just my Bear all day? Will he feel lonely? How will we all adjust?

I'm not good with change.
I'm not good with one of my best buddies leaving all day.

Will his teacher love him and be patient? I think so. I mean, she's the one who chose to be a Kindergarten teacher! Did I pick the right school? Will he be challenged intellectually? How will his innocence be challenged?

  Tim and I have called Kyle, "Everybody's best friend," for awhile. He has amazed me with how quickly he makes friends where ever we go. He has a talent for remembering people's names. I hope he chooses good friends at school.

  Bear will start pre-school in August. In my mind I used to think I would have a third kid by now, but I don't. Sometimes it makes me sad, but I normally just try to focus on how much I can love my boys right now and give them my attention. I am looking forward to being able to volunteer in Kyle's class when Bear is at pre-school. I didn't get to volunteer often in his class last year since I had to arrange someone to watch my Nolan Bear.

Anyway, I'm sure I'm a bit nutty. I'm also sure I'm not alone. I just wanted to write this down so I can laugh at it later. Maybe in May of next year when school ends and I realize Kyle is still one of my best buddies and we all survived.