Kailee is now 7, she's in Grade 2 and my Heart breaks a little.  I think it'll break more as the years progress.  Every Morning, I wake up and bring her to school, I have been doing this for the past two years - this year is my 3rd year.  This year is different as I am the one who wakes her up and dresses her in the morning.  I know it's just been just a few days of school - but it's something I look forward to.  Maybe because I am pregnant and sleep is a bit disrupted - I tend to wake earlier than usual but it's a welcome change since I get to spend this time with Kailee.

Every morning for the past few days, we walk to her gate.  The walk is a bit longer than what we usually do for the past 2 years - but it's still okay.  I let her pull her stroller bag because I need her to know and feel that it's her bag and not mine (I just hold her lunch box for her).  When enters her gate and taps in her ID - I can't help but have this proud feeling in my heart that she is doing okay.  But this morning, I felt a pinch in my heart - I felt sad and proud at the same time.  She was independently pulling her bag and walking to her room.  She had this confidence in her and a smile that tells me everything is okay.  But I am not okay.  I am having a hard time letting go.

As I type this, I have tears welling in my eyes.  Haha!  Pregnancy hormones!  I can't explain it, but it hurts - but I know it's something that I need to deal with as the years will come.  It doesn't get easier.  I remember an elder telling me that time flies by more quick when they start school - and it's true!  I can't seem to hold on to them and shield them from whatever - but I need to try because it's the only way for them to learn and grow.

Wish me luck guys.

Wish me luck.