Yes, I know this is a cliche. Tearing up after sending your little one off to school. But do you have to go at 2 years old? In a little uniform, no less? Which looks absolutely gigantic on you, making me again question the whole situation… really? School?? (Okay, Preschool.)
Dropping off Mateo at school yesterday was tough. Tougher than I anticipated. Compounded, I’m sure, by the withdrawal from two weeks of vacation time where Steve, M and I spent nearly every minute together.
On the plus side, heading back to work today is a breeze in comparison. There may be stress and endless conference calls, but at least no tears.