Back to School

Our busy schedule is now in full swing.  Paiglee started 1st grade today.  I can't believe it, seems unreal that I have a child in first grade.  Paiglee also starts soccer today as well.  Daryl is coaching 8th grade football again and has been doing that for the last two weeks.  I already have subbing lined up, and Emery is just getting bigger by the day.  Paiglee will also be starting piano lessons with me this fall.  She will be excited for this, since she has been begging to learn piano since I started taking my lessons in January.  So our plate is busy, a little busier than I like but it doesn't last long, or that is what I tell myself. 

I have to wake up early now.  I have never been an early bird, I like to sleep in, you know until 9am.  This summer the girls became a little accustom to sleeping in as well.  But now that Paiglee is in school and I am the one that must get her ready I have to get her up by 7.  And I am trying to keep up with my workout routine and I have decided I will wake up before everyone to get it done, since I have my own little gym in the garage.  So I will be starting my morning off at 5:45ish am.  I use to do it when I was running last fall, and I do it to get ready for work in the morning when I work.  But I have decided to do it each and every day, except for weekends, to get my lifting done for the day.  Plus I figure I would have to be up and hour later so why not just get the workout done early.  I know I am such a genius. 

This morning I woke up at 6am to shower instead of workout because I wanted to take Paiglee to her first day of school.  And I didn't want to show up sweaty like I normally would.  After I got out of the shower Paiglee came in and said "Hi, mom" I knew she was excited for the day.  She was trying not to smile.  She was a chatter box this morning as I helped her get ready and while I did her hair.  I was a little on edge mostly because I was nervous.  I just wanted the morning to be perfect and run smoothly.  It did mind you, I just get anxious for some reason.  I asked her if she wanted me to walk with her to the playground and stay with her, she did.  I could tell once she arrived she was nervous and she became quiet, like I get when I am nervous.  I asked her if she wanted me to walk into her classroom with her, and she did.  While we were standing around and lined up after the bell rang, she kept telling me squeeze my hand harder and would squeeze my hand hard to show me how hard she wanted me to squeeze.  I loved it, she still is so young.  She didn't talk to many of the kids she knew from last year either, I think she was just super nervous.  You think with knowing her dad works there and having gone to this school before she would be fine, but I too remember that feeling of the first day I loved it and hated it all at once. 

Emery was a bit of a pill.  She wanted to wear one of Paiglee's tiny back packs too.  So she wore it to the school, when we were on the playground she wanted to go on the equipment.  Then once in Paiglee's class she wanted to also sit in a desk.  She thinks she is a first grader as well.  After leaving and making sure Paiglee got settled into her classroom, I headed out with Emery.  Emery can't wait to do all the things her big sister does.  Emery hung out right by me after getting home.  I was sleepy from waking up so early so we laid by each other and watched TV.  I could tell she was missing Paiglee.  I even let her in the back yard to play she didn't stay long, I guess it isn't the same without Paiglee.  

You can tell in this picture how nervous she is compared to the first picture

Sitting at her desk

Man I love this girl this picture makes me miss her big time



It is nice to have a quiet home to get things done I want to do.  But I miss having Paiglee here.  I don't think a mom ever gets use to kids being away for long periods.  I can't wait to hear about her day when I pick her up.  How she likes her class.  On the way to school this morning Paiglee was asking me who her teacher would be in second grade.  I told her I wasn't sure but that we should just focus on first grade first then think about second grade later.  She asked me several times that morning about it.  She wants to grow up, and I want to keep her little, longer.  I think she will have a great school year, she has an awesome teacher and she has friends in her class.  Plus she has her daddy there to watch over her.  I can't tell you what a comfort that is for me.  I actually had that thought while waiting in line to go to Paiglee's class.  I wondered how it would feel to send Paiglee to school knowing she was alone in that building without having her dad in it.  I didn't like the thought and then thought how awesome it is that I know I have someone watching over her and that if she needs anything her daddy is just a quick call over the walkie talkie.  Really, it gives me peace I think I would be a worry wart, and I probably would be like some of the other parents and feel the need to check in on everything that was going on.  I just miss her a lot today.