I Sent My Baby To Middle School

4 Sep

middle school

I’m really not sure how it happened, I sent my baby to middle school. He can’t possible be old enough for sixth grade, he was just born yesterday. I can’t really be old enough to have a kid in sixth grade, I’m still 23 (at least in my head).

Last Monday Cameron’s alarm went off at 5:45am and we started on a new adventure here in Mommyland. His excitement was not only about starting middle school but the poor kid was just ready to get back to school and back to a routine. That excitement was gone by Thursday morning when he was tired of the early mornings. I know he’ll get used to it, but it’s going to be a challenge until he does. Oh and I just can’t wait until he has to get on the bus in the dark. {insert sarcasm here}

So how did it go?

The first day he was given an incorrect schedule that sent him to two wrong classes. No one realized he was in the wrong class until I questioned why the schedule online and the schedule he brought home were different. After a nice conversation with the principal we got it all straightened out and he was ready to rock on day two.

Cameron was bummed that his closest friends are not in any of his classes but he seems to be enjoying the freedom of switching classes without having to follow single file with the rest of his class. He likes just about all of his teachers which should make for a good year. There are still some things he has to figure out, like when he can make it to his locker between classes and how the hell he is going to get his saxophone to and from the band room without being late for first period in the morning or missing the bus in the afternoon.

How am I doing with the change?

Like anything else there are good and bad aspects of it. I love that I get one on one time with him in the morning before he heads off to the bus. I don’t love getting up at the butt crack of dawn. I love that he’s growing up and becoming more of a little human. I hate that he’s growing up and getting closer to leaving the nest. Seven years is not that long of a time when you think about it. I love that he has classes that interest him and teachers he likes. I hate that I worry about him maneuvering the school and getting where he needs to be.

When Cameron was born people would always tell me to enjoy every second because the time goes so fast. I had no idea what they meant at the time and I usually just rolled my eyes. Some of the days seemed to go so slowly when he was a baby and I always felt so tired and overextended. Now I look back and wonder where the hell the time went. How did my big baby become my big boy? When did he make it through preschool and elementary school and off to middle school? Now I understand just how fast time flies and it seems the older I get the faster it goes.

middle school 1

1st Day of Kindergarten

middle school 2

1st Day of 6th Grade

 

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