This blog is just about my life and mostly revolves around my son, Jamie. This blog is a combination of everything, whether it may be a new recipe I tried, a good freebie I found, something funny Jamie said, or feelings I'm having about life in general. There's little rhyme or reason. I'll never win any blogging awards, but I enjoy writing about our lives and I mostly do it for my son. It's so easy to forget moments over the years. I've got all these little tidbits of our life in print and I hope that someday Jamie can enjoy them.

I called this blog Mother of Life, Mother of Loss because of my issues with pregnancy loss and the joy of finally bringing this wonderful person into the world. Truly, I feel the pains of loss, but you won't see too much of that here. I am blessed and I am, above all else, a mother of life.

After all the years of infertility and loss, Matthew and I were blessed with a surprise pregnancy. We were pregnant with twins, but unfortunately, Baby A could not stay with us. Baby B grew into a healthy and happy baby girl that we named Bella Marie. We are so blessed to have two beautiful children.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Welcome to Kindergarten

This morning started with a big breakfast. I fixed bacon, eggs, toast, strawberries, and milk. Dynisha spent the night so she could be with Jamie for his first day. I made much more bacon than I normally would. It is a special day. I wanted to start his day out right.

Jamie got himself dressed. He was excited about his new shoes. He wanted me to take a picture of them by themselves. I finally got him to agree to be in the picture with them.
Once the kids were dressed and ready to go they paused to let me take a few shots of them by the door. Jamie grabbed his lunch box and we were out the door. He was a little disappointed that he couldn't take his backpack today. He had picked out a yellow backpack. I don't know why, but that's what he wanted.

We loaded the kids into the car. Jamie insisted on taking Eeyore. He ended up relinquishing him when we left the school, but he did need to take him inside with him.

Jamie was a little nervous when we got to the school. He clung to me. I wanted to get pictures of him in front of the school and in the hallway, etc. but he was too frightened. It was very crowded. Dynisha walked with us. When we got to the classroom there was only one other child there already. This made it a little easier. Quickly he lost his death grip on me, gave up Eeyore, and found a spot at the table with the "shapes blocks". Matthew and I lingered as long as we dared. He asked me to stay with him. "I don't want you to leave me alone." He didn't cry, though. I told him that I couldn't stay, but that he wouldn't be alone. He resigned himself to the fact we were leaving, gave us "squishies" and went back to the table. We slipped out of the classroom and out the doors.

I made it all the way to the parking lot before I began to sob. I left my baby. My baby is not a baby anymore. He's a big boy, a kindergartner, and a big brother. Now it's time for me to go pick him up from school (thank goodness).

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