The first day of school. Last year, I cried. A ton. It was so hard to send my baby off to kindergarten, letting him go on his own. I didn't think I would ever make it through that long, long first day. I couldn't believe how quickly he had grown up and I was terrified of the days ahead.
This year was easier. It wasn't easier because I will miss him any less than I did last year and it wasn't easier because I'm less nervous and scared for him. It was easier because I know he can do it. Somewhere along the way, I realized that I'm not as sad that my baby is growing up, because I'm so incredibly proud of the kid he's becoming.
