In the midst of having a panic attack in the coffee lounge attached to Harper's new School ... I decided to write rather than bursting into tears. Michael and I just walked our BABY into her very first day of Preschool. August 21, 2014. Let's pencil that in, shall we? All 28 pounds of her marched into that room, greeted her friends, "I'M HERE BOYS AND GIRLS!!!" (you're a rockstar Harper Bilyeu! SUCH A COOL KID.) -- she then hung up her backpack and waved goodbye like a champion! Me? I was quite the champion too. WAS. Now i'm sitting here coaching myself through deep breaths and scrolling through my "HARPER'S LIFE" photo stream. All 7562276 pictures make me want to cry, laugh and cry some more. I just love you so much, Harps!
Life goes like this....
You're pregnant (YAY FOOD), you have a baby, your baby starts crawling/walking and then they turn one, now they are a toddler, then before you know it they are talking back, telling you stories about things you have never even heard of and growing into the tiniest, most precious little human that you just want to kiss and snuggle with all day. They get themselves into trouble, ya know, the innocent kind. The kind of trouble where all you want to do is curl up in a ball with a bottle of wine after you tuck them into bed but you just end up laughing and writing everything that happened that day into your journal because you NEVER want to forget those tiny moments with your tiny person. AND THEN it's time for them to go to preschool. They are going to have the best time learning from someone who doesn't wear their pajama's all day long. Right? Just me? YOU DON'T FOOL ME!
We searched high and low for the perfect preschool and then God was like, HERE YOU GO and I was like, THANK YOU GOD! Now, Harper's in the most beautiful, structured, faith based school we could have ever dreamed of. She will be attending school only a few hours on Tuesday/Thursday and those hours will be the longest of my life. So I came to the conclusion to have a segment here on our blog named 'Dear Diary, Hello from Harper's Preschool Coffee Lounge!' A COFFEE LOUNGE ... how 2014 of you, world! SO PROUD! I think maybe I'll start a Parent's of Preschoolers support group her in this fancy lounge for parents just like me? You know, the parents who have spent every waking moment with their child since the second they were born. Tell me I'm not the only one! OH! AND of course I'll serve spiked coffee at 8am! That would be a deal breaker for me, especially after dropping MY BABY off at preschool every morning. (only kidding, you crazy person!)
Now I'm going to get a little MUSHY on you....
Kindness. I hope that everything we have instilled in our sweet girl is put to work each day as she attends school, meets new friends and learns about the word of God. I hope that Harper loves every person in that room with her entire heart, the way we have taught her to love. I hope that she dances to the beat of her own drum and says please and thank you. You will always be my baby, Harper Lou. I will miss you so much on Tuesdays/Thursdays but I know this will be such a joy for you! So for now, every Tuesday/Thursday morning just know I'm wishing for it to be 11:30! We officially have a preschooler living under our roof! If you would have told me this yesterday I would have told you that you were insane, that there was no way that my tiny blonde haired, blue eyed girl would be in preschool today! AND now I want to introduce you to the preschool ALISSA.... (you are welcome)
PRESCHOOL AT IT'S FINEST! THANK YOU MOM!
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