The first day of 6th grade is tomorrow.
Anyone who's known me very long has probably heard me rant about how nervous I have been for middle school. Ever since I was PREGNANT, middle school has been the one big stress mountain that I worried about most. I've always thought and hoped we'd come across "The" plan, that would help us figure out the best was to do middle school.
And I suppose, in a very Heather-true fashion, we have. The Heather-true part being - it's exactly the one school I had expected us to NOT attend (ie., the same middle school I attended, nearly 30 years ago 🥴🫠).
I know this is the right step for us. We all do.
*We, being - our little family unit - my partner and I and of course, miss now 11yo.
And tbh, if you'd asked me last week if we were ready, I would have actually said yes. Not likely overly confident or anything, but last week it dawned on me that we ARE actually ready.
I mean, as ready as you can ever be when you're about to jump into something crazy stressful and don't know what to expect.
We all have our own therapists and we're at least starting the year with optimism and determination.
That's gotta count for something, right?
Right?!?