The youngest is graduating from elementary school today. “I can’t believe it’s over; I spent more than half my life there” he says. He recognizes this as a Big Moment. “It’s the first big school transition, Mom.”
“What about from pre-school to kindergarten?”
“I didn’t even know what was happening. I thought we moved.”
It’s a big transition for me, too, even though almost nothing changes. Same work, same routines.
Still, our children’s transitions are our parenting milestones. They mark the passage of time, creeping closer to the day they grow up and out. I may be wrong, but my hunch is that my kids’ 0-18 years will be one of my life’s favorite phases.
I remember one early, major milestone: The Stroller Transition. From the first days of motherhood, this new accessory came with me everywhere. In the car trunk, on the sidewalk — the stroller was an extension of me. It carried my child, and I guided it. It connected us. And then, one day, my younger son stopped needing it.
One would think this would be liberating! No more schlepping equipment to and fro, up and down stairs! And in some ways it was liberating. But it also meant I would no longer catch my reflection in a store window, arms extended pushing my baby, but instead chasing to keep up with a growing child running ahead of me on his own. It took me longer than necessary to abandon the stroller, because it signaled that I was leaving part of my then-identity behind — Mom of Little Ones — even as it heralded the beginning of new, wonderful phases, being the mother to growing, curious, expressive kid/tween/teens.
So elementary school will be behind us by day’s end. Onward and upward. Middle and high school. College. Jobs (please God). And at each transition, each new milestone, I will remind myself to appreciate the unknown wonders that will come next, and allow myself a few tears for the parts of ourselves — both the parent and the child — left behind.
4 thoughts on “Dispatches from Graduation Day: Elementary School Edition”
So beautiful. I hadn’t marked that stroller transition, but it is so true. A really meaningful milestone. I love all your observations. At least, through it all, it doesn’t get boring.
Neeeeeverrrrr boring, Judy!
Well, I can certainly say that I love the stage I am in: grandmotherhood! xxoo
I was thinking the same thing: that’s the next great one.