I did it. I registered "The Baby" (Son #3) for kindergarten today. The transition from baby to toddler is sort of gradual, but the transition from pre-schooler to kindergartner is much more abrupt. Is he ready for kindergarten? Oh yeah. Am I ready for him to be ready for kindergarten? Um, no.
Part of the issue is the realization that I'll never hold another baby of my own in my arms. That feels like a kick in the gut. The other part of it is the wondering, now what? I never knew what I wanted to be when I grow up. (Okay, so maybe I'm not growing up, but I'm growing older, that's for sure.) I was able to defer those thoughts for five years, through pregnancy, and mothering an infant (then toddler, then preschooler....you get the idea). But come August, what am I going to do with my days? I plan to spend some time with my boys' schools - parties, chaperoning field trips, etc. But part of me also feels like perhaps I should start contributing to our household income. Because sitting back watching soap operas and eating bon bons won't pay the bills.
I'm kidding. I don't watch daytime TV unless it's one of Zack's shows (thank goodness he never liked Teletubbies!). And I don't know how to calculate the Weight Watchers points of bon bons so those are out.
Heaven knows I don't spend too much time cleaning the house. So why start now? My house is "clean enough" to look presentable, but not immaculate. Hello....3 boys, 4 if you count their dad. My female blog friends are nodding in agreement. I hope I haven't offended my male blog friends.
So what's in store for this next phase of my life? How do I get a clue?