Today was Bryson's first day of preschool and our fourth year at Scribbles. I was pretty nervous about how he would react because he surprised me by having a complete meltdown before the Meet and Greet last Friday. He's a bit shy and quiet, the opposite of his brother, but we had been talking about his going to school all summer and he seemed really excited about it. So when he reacted so badly I was taken aback. But really, I have mostly been home since he was born and he hasn't really been away from his brother much, which I think was the real source of his panic. This morning, however, he was in good spirits for his first day. (He missed the official first day of school on Wednesday because of a cold that he is still working on recovering from.) He happily packed up his new Thomas backpack and posed for pictures after Brayden got on the school bus for his 3rd day of Kindergarten.
Once at school, Bryson ran right to some Ninja Turtles he had discovered at the Meet and Greet and seemed happy and content. I think I probably hung around longer than I needed to, making extra sure he was going to be alright. And when I walked out the door, I definitely had a lump in my throat. I remembered back to all the stress of my pregnancy with him. And in particular, an echo-cardiogram up at OHSU. As the sonagrapher worked quietly measuring my little baby's heartbeat, student doctors slipped into our dark room to take a look at this pocket of fluid at the back of his neck that was the cause of such great concern. And then he was fine, just like that. But having had that experience, I think I hold a bit of extra concern for him. He is my big boy now though, and was happy to be attending school like his brother.
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