Lullaby Baby Carriers Blog

I don’t know about your family, but it seems every year on boxing day the whole world slows down (thank goodness!). Finally we can relax and enjoy each others’ company and play with the kids and their new toys.

It’s now 3:30pm and I finally got dressed. My husband is in the shower now after sleeping in, playing with the boys and watching Hockey.

There are even enough leftovers to avoid cooking all day – YES!

I hope you and your family had a lovely holiday – whatever that may entail for you. Best wishes from my house to yours.

~Shannon

Well, it has happened.  My baby has started preschool.  It’s hard to believe that we’ve reached that milestone already.

In the last several months I’ve been busy working at home and to be completely honest, I’ve been looking forward to the few hours of freedom a couple days a week to get stuff done.  So when I was telling my mother-in-law that I was taking my son to his first day of school and she said, “don’t cry,” I replied, “I’ll be jumping for joy!”

Well, as you may have guessed, there was no jumping… and there was crying.  My son was the first to shed the dreaded alligator tears.  I’m not sure if that’s what did me in or not, but before I made it back to the car, my eyes were welling up and then the floodgates opened.  My husband was very supportive (even as he suppressed a snicker).  It’s just that this is his first step outside of our little world – our family.  And it hit me that he’s already venturing out and away from me… already!  Whoa!  I guess I wasn’t as prepared as I thought.

Fast forward to day 4 of preschool.  My son still has not quite adjusted to me leaving him there, but I have faith that he is going to blossom and will soon be waving goodbye with nary a backward glance.  In the meantime, I’m thankful that at least I’ve overcome my own tears.  I’m waiting for the sense of freedom to kick in… the solitude still feels strange.