My Baby's Going to Preschool

So, in just a few short days my 3 year old is starting preschool. I am feeling so many different emotions about this that it's making my mind go crazy.

Nervous - Obviously, I know. But I'm sending my child. My only child. My pride and joy. The most important person in my life to someone that I barely know. What if he needs help going to the bathroom, will she be able to help him? What if he won't eat his lunch or snack, will she know what to say to get him to eat? All the people that have been watching Jordan and caring for him for the first years of his life have been able to give him their undivided attention and I'm nervous that he won't be getting it now.

Sad - Another obvious one, but this just means that my little Baby J is growing up. He's three years old. Wasn't it just yesterday that he was born? Is he going to miss me while he's there? Oh my gosh, what if he doesn't miss me? Ahhhhh

Excited - Having family members watch Jordan has had it's good points and, as we have found out, it definitely has it's bad points. Because grandparents love to spoil their grand kids, Jordan has gotten away with a lot lately. He's never really had a set schedule. I'm excited to have the same person watching him most every day, a person who lives by schedules, a person who won't be taking him to McDonald's every day. I'm excited for him to get out and meet other kids his age and learn about sharing and playing with others.

I know in a couple of years I'll forget these emotions that I'm feeling right now and I'll probably be feeling different or maybe similar emotions for whatever reason, or for whatever may be going on in my life at that point. I can only hope Jordan handles it better then I will.