Tomorrow is my son’s first day at a new school.  This is our dream school.  It is small and the teachers and administrators really understand my son, his talents and his needs.  He was so happy when we visited and he even enjoyed the day-long evaluation and interview process.  When he was accepted to the school, I felt like we won the lottery.  (Then we realized we needed to win the lottery to pay the tuition, but we pulled it together.)

Now, he is scared.  He doesn’t want to go to school. My partner left for a business trip (bad timing) and all he wants to do is go to the airport and take a plane and find her and bring her home.  I get it.  I want to do that, too. I also get that he doesn’t want to start a new school, or go back to any school for that matter.  But my heart is breaking because my little baby is sad and scared.  He’ll be fine.  I will be a wreck.

Just part of being a parent, I guess.