Virtual Coffee
Tuesday, August 31, 2010 at 9:57AM 
Today, I'm linking up with Amy over at Lucky Number13 to join her for some Virtual Coffee.
I'll have my usual...just regular ole' coffee, black, with two sugars...nothing fancy. Although, today I may consider throwing in a shot of Bailey's, because today is not a usual day.
Before I get in to all of that, though, I wanted to tell you that I love Amy's blog. I don't remember how I found it, but I'm glad I did. She seems like a really down to earth person, she takes great photographs, and...this! How great is it that she has invited us all to meet for coffee? Thanks, Amy!
...and if we were really meeting for coffee, I would tell you that I'm feeling lost today. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be a downer. It's just that today is my baby boy's first day of "full day" preschool. He has a speech delay, so I am extremely thankful that our school system has an all day program that can help him. I wouldn't consider NOT sending him...even though he is only three...and my baby...sigh.
I prepared for this day, and, in some ways, was secretly looking forward to it...time to clean, get organized...or better yet, watch a movie! I expected I would be sad, and out of sorts. I expected the morning would be rough for my boy too...that he wouldn't want to get dressed, eat his breakfast, or stand for just one second and let me take his picture. I expected all of this.
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What I did not expect...when I put him on the bus for the first time, was that the bus driver would not to know how to work a 5 point harness. I watched the guy clumsily fumble with the buckles, and I just wanted to jump over him and do it myself, but I was giving myself the kind of self-talk you do when your kids are trying to learn something new..."just let him figure it out for himself...he's going to have to learn."
Just then, an ambulance came down the road, with sirens blaring. It wouldn't pass the bus, which made the bus driver even more nervous and fumbly. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, and said, "There. That's good." He got back into his seat...but it wasn't good. As the bus drove away, I was immediately filled with dread. "He's not buckled in right. The straps are too loose. He's just going to pop his arms through and crawl out. How is the bus driver going to handle that?"
So instead of being productive today, I've spent the day pacing and feeling lost. I'm sure my boy is fine. Nobody has called to report a 3 year old jumping out of a bus window...but, I'm just going to hold my breath until he gets home anyway.
Thanks for having coffee with me today, and sorry again for being a sour puss. I'm sure I'll be in a better mood next time. It was great meeting you! You're a terrific listener. :-)
Quote of the day - Actually, this seems to be the basic need of the human heart in nearly every great crisis - a good hot cup of coffee. - Alexander King
Reader Comments (7)
Kelly- So glad you linked up for coffee!
I can totally relate, I just sent my 5 1/2 year old off to kindergarten and it was almost too much for me! : ) This parenting thing is not easy, huh? Your little guy sure is cute and I love his Jimi Hendrix t-shirt!
oh, I hope you he a fabulous day and you were able to relax and hug him lots when he got home.
visiting from virtual coffe
Hugs! It is tough, but then they love it and that is enough... but then again my oldest still only goes a half day.
Nice havin coffee with you.
Oh Kelly! My heart is in my throat after reading this... please update us and tell us how the day ended!
Many many hugs to you...
(and isn't Amy fabulous? So happy to meet you through her!)
Oh my goodness! What a terrible way for you to see him off. I hope he had a fabulous day and that you had some closure.
That last picture of him is adorable, by the way!
Thanks Ladies! He was fine, of course, and full of smiles. The bus driver, on the other hand, was still a fumbling, bumbling mess. Poor guy.
That sounds a little tramatic! I can't even imagine... ;( All that probably didn't help your peace of mind - I am sure he did great though, right?