Today, the last of my children, my baby boy started Kindy. While I felt so sick I thought I could vomit, Aaden, who up until today was telling me that he wasn't going to Kindy, kissed me goodbye and ran off to play in the sandpit. Feeling empty and a little bit obsolete, I left him and started to count down the hours until I could pick him up. Of course I was relieved that he let me go so easily but I must admit that I have really struggled these past few weeks with the realization that all three of my children are now under the care, to some degree, of other people. I know it's growing up and I know it's my job to make myself redundant but I'm really not ready to be retrenched. For the record Aaden had a wonderful day at Kindy with his teachers saying he was an absolute delight, very helpful and a pleasure to have in the class.
*Today I am grateful for my life that just seems to be 'working' at the moment*
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