I decided to do first day of school kinda last minute because honestly Tuesday slipped up on me this week! But, school was certainly on my mind today.
I am going to begin with today. It was Izzy’s first day of school in the pre-k class. I had just a brief moment of sadness. You know the sadness that comes over you like a big black cloud and you feel consumed? I pushed Izzy into her class today. She looked adorable as usual. Coordinated from her red rhinestone barrette down to her heart printed shoes. She wore a little bracelet too. I suddenly went from looking at her to looking at the little girls running into their classes with their mamas following after them having them stop to pose on their first day. That’s when the cloud came. My mind reminded me that had Izzy’s accident not occurred, she would be running into her pre-k class and I would have my camera ready. I quickly pushed that thought out of my mind and praised God for the gift of my Isabelle. I praised Him for her life and for that moment of taking her into school. I praised Him for the miracle that I get to be a first hand witness to, and I thanked Him for blessing me with the task of being her mommy. She is a blessing, a doll, a miracle and I love her.
Now, the other three… they are equally loved believe me! Bailey started the day by calling from the bus (on his cell phone) to tell me he forgot his agenda and schedule. I took Amanda and we stopped to deliver Bailey’s things then Amanda was late. Emelia caught the bus with her friends as I watched. She was so excited! She wanted to switch shoes as the bus came around the corner. I had to quickly encourage her to keep the shoes she had on and that they were perfect with the outfit :o). They all had a good day. Izzy’s teachers said that she really enjoyed the interaction with the pre-k kids. She also told me she could see improvements over the Summer. Love improvements! We came home and did therapy so she is asleep early tonight after a very full day.

Now, my first day of school I can’t remember exactly… but, I was the biggest mama’s crybaby you have ever seen in your life so I imagine that first day was spent dragging me away from my mom and then being annoyed by my wailing! Sheesh. What was up with that? I have one clear memory from that first year… me and my bff Alicia were drawing self portraits and I drew mine complete with the clothes I was wearing. The teacher marched me up to the office to show it off. She was real impressed. My mom still has that picture.