All Good Things...

My elementary school kids had their last day of school on Wednesday. After all my worry, it turned out to be a pretty good day. We took pictures with teachers past and present and we said 'goodbyes' all around-I'm just proud that pregnant me didn't cry. I think I just might miss that school after all, but I know moving on is the right thing to do too. And that's the way it should be. I can't believe my oldest is Middle School-bound next Fall. Next week, we will all enjoy mom's last week of work together since it coincides with the museum's day camp program and all the kids are old enough to go this year.

Elisa's last day of school is tomorrow morning. While it's not everyone's "last" day, enough kids have left and are also leaving with her tomorrow that she doesn't seem to worried about it. I have to say I have adored every minute I've spent at that pre-school. After such a hard time trying and failing to place Tristan in any kind of situation that worked, it was refreshing to be a part of a school family that worried about what worked for everyone involved as opposed to just what worked for the school. I didn't have to worry so much about Elisa, but I did see other kids who reminded me more of my son not only being 'tolerated' by teachers and staff; but accepted and embraced for who they were. I think Tristan would have benefitted from attending that school as well, but after getting "released" from 2 schools, being forced to withdraw without any refund from my OU classes, and dealing with my first trimester of pregnancy with Elisa; I just couldn't try another pre-school. But I should have tried with this one.

I am not looking forward to leaving my job so much, but I AM looking forward to spending more time with my children and preparing for the newest arrival in August.