Growing Up

This week I sent my school aged children off for a new school year. Luckily I have my little preschooler Rebekah at home with me for one more year.

I feel as anxious as they do at the start of a new school year. They are so excited and nervous. I know school will be fun for them with new people and fun experiences, but  I also know how mean kids can be to each-other and have had my heart sink as I hear the stories of what they have experienced.

I learned long ago that motherhood means wearing your heart outside of your body.

I saw this poem on a friend's blog and it sums up exactly how I feel every year when I send them off to school.

I wonder what you're doing right now. 
And if everyone is treating you kind. 
I hope there is a special person. 
A nice friend that you can find.

I wonder if the teacher knows 
just how special you are to me.
And if the brightness of your heart
is something she can see.

I wonder if you are thinking about me.
And if you need a hug.
I already miss the sound of your voice
And how you give my leg a tug.

I wonder if you could possibly understand
How hard it is for me to let you grow.
For on this day my heart leaves home as 
I watch my baby go.

Any other parents feel this same way?