Taking Flight
I am not very kin on changes of anything especially when they are life altering. I like to pretend that they just won't happen or that it will just go away in time. Well I can't pretend anymore. Come Monday morning, I will be getting my oldest son up and ready for his first day of kindergarten. Am I sad you bet. Am I happy of course, but I am also terrified. You see he is my baby, my firstborn. He is the reason my life changed in the first place. You see before he was born, I thought I would just have him, send him to daycare, then to school, then one day he would graduate, and then my life would finally go back to normal. There was only one problem with this plan; I fell in love. As soon as Jadin came into the world I knew life would never be the same. I stayed home with him for 8 weeks, then went back to work. I worked a year and a half (the whole while wondering why am I doing this, I want to be with my son,) and finally had enough. I quit work and became a stay...