Finally, after over 3 months of summer vacation and of almost non-stop rowdy play at home, my two girls went back to school yesterday. I should be feeling relieved, glad for peace and quiet once more.
But what was that tiny kurot, kirot I felt the night before they went back to school? I was actually dreading it??!!
Yeah. I guess we never outgrow them. And I find this cliche – they will always be our babies – truer than ever. The house feels empty without those two girls (and with Nate on *sleep mode*). For a few moments after dropping them off on the first day of school, I felt alone in the quiet car, I thought I’d get lost and need gps systems to guide me. (awwww-ayyyy, haha! 😛 )
Now I really wonder how I’d feel when one of them gets a boyfriend or worse, a husband!!! *shudders*
That’s too much forward-thinking, hehehe. Back to the present…
I am happy that we enjoy every moment of bonding with each other. And yeah, call me smug, but I’m glad I felt this separation anxiety. It somehow brings comfort that I can still get it.