no falling here

I felt kinda vulnerable all day.

I thought I was going to fall into
the pit of despair any second.

Today was Kindergarten Registration.


It hit me, right in the heart.
If Wyatt were typical,
we'd be skipping off to register him for Kindergarten!
Such a fun event!
He'd be all giddy about starting school,
getting a new backpack & lunchbox,
and playing on the playground.
Mia would be so excited
because she'd have a sibling at school with her
and a buddy brother on the bus.
She would help him learn to read.
My heart would swell,
watching the 2 of them look out for each other.
But here is the awesome part:
It only hurt for a second.
Then I was on my merry way.
Previously,
things like that would send me
spiraling head first into a black hole.
I would cry, ache, grieve,
moan to my husband
and then eventually, press forward
until the sun came out the next morning.
But on this day,
by gad,
it was beautiful!

I couldn't wait to see my boy come off the bus today.
I knew his cheery & smiley self would
reassure me that he is just perfect the way he is.
That if he were a typical almost-5 year old,
he wouldn't be the Bugg that we know & love & ADORE.

Bugg will go to school next year.
He'll be in a special class.
And we will get him a new backpack & lunchbox.
He will play with new friends
and go on field trips.
Mia will continue doing what she always does:
she'll help him learn textures and sounds,
make him giggle,
cheer him on when he stands or sits and does his tricks.....
and my heart will keep on swelling.