Growing pains...I am THAT mom

Last fall, Juju wanted so much to play t-ball. We went to the orientation meeting and got all the info and thought this was a great thing for him. Practice was fun. All the kids got along great. That first game was awesome! All the boys were super excited. The coach created the lineup and my Juju was going to be 3rd to bat. He steps up to the tee, takes his stance and swings. I am THAT mom who lost it behind sunglasses.

On August 21st, the first day of kindergarten, my Juju was so excited he could barely contain himself. We walked him to his class, helped him put away his school supplies, and watched him walk on over to the mat where all the other kids were sitting and started talking to them. He was smiling from ear to ear. I was THAT mom who almost cried in the class. (I cried as we left the school)  Last year when he came for Pre-K the same thing happened. You would have thought that I would be over it. But  kindergarten is school school. Its different. At least that's what I tell myself to justify the almost crying inside the class.

This past Monday, September 26th, was another moment when I lost it. My sweet Juju would be catching the bus home from school. I normally take a late lunch at work and pick him up. Then I bring him all the way home and then come all the way back to work. Ya, totally not good for the gas tank. But I've been so conflicted with him riding the bus. Yes its convenient and just smart, but OMG I hear the stories of kids getting left on the bus or being dropped off at the wrong stop. I know he's a smart kid but those damn what ifs.
I was THAT mom who still took a late lunch to go to the school to make sure he even got on the bus.
I didn't say anything when I saw him walking with the other "Bee" bus riders. He saw me and told the teacher, "that's my mommy." She in turn asked him if he was riding the bus and he proudly said yes. She looked at me and mouthed, "is he riding the bus?" I am THAT mom who sadly nodded her head yes and nonchalantly wiped a tear from her eye.

*that's him in the green shirt, 2nd from the right*

I am THAT mom, who stayed teary eyed as she watched her son get on the bus and sit down. I am THAT mom who almost really cried as the bus drove off.

But look at how happy he was when daddy met him at the bus stop..

He's growing so fast and I just get worse and worse. I never understood why THOSE moms were always so...wimpy and clingy. Get over yourself! Now look...I AM THAT mom.
And to think...my sweet BamBam is starting Pre-K next year. I'm going to be a total wreck!