And suddenly I'm a mess.
It just hit me this week that she is actually leaving....and I'm suddenly turning into one of those mothers I totally made fun of...
The one that sobbed when they dropped off their kindergartener for the first day. (while I gleefully dropped and ran like a fugitive.)
Suddenly I'm THAT mom.
Good byes are not a strong point. I hate them. I don't like the ugly awkward cry in public, (yeah Superman, its embarrassing)
What do you call it when you are...
(WebMD suggests a psychiatrist ;) )
I am so excited for Bailey....but surprised at how sad I feel to say a short goodbye.
Come on Robin...keep it together....would you :)