I don't know how my life got to this point. I mean, Bria was just a cute little two-year old with the biggest vocabulary around. Wasn't she? Man, do I miss that two-year old! But I have to say, I do like the middle school version of her rather a lot, too.
Bria and Chloe had their first day of school on Tuesday, the day after Labor Day. Sophia had to wait an extra day, but she eventually got to go to school, too, even though to her that extra day seemed like a year or so.
Anyway. This post will be all about Bria. I'll do the other two in the next couple days.
Bria has been totally nervous about going to middle school. She had an orientation that helped alleviate the nerves a bit, but as I was driving her to school on that first day she told me she felt like she was going to throw up and that she didn't think she could go into school and be okay. Then she begged me to please walk in with her and help her with her locker and everything. This also meant bringing her two little sisters in with us, but she didn't care. She didn't care that I was the only mom in there, either. It's definitely nice to feel needed! And wanted!
School was only a half day, and she didn't want to ride the bus home so I picked her up. She was in pretty good spirits, but then she started talking about her day and her worries came spilling out and she cried. I know it was hard for her, but I also know how strong she is. She has been fine the rest of the time and I really think she is going to enjoy sixth grade.
She brought home an assignment to fill out--a sheet of paper that had prompts like "I enjoy...." and "I am happy when...."--and one of her answers was "I can do hard things." It made me smile to realize that she is already internalizing and working on our family theme for this year.
And I know she can do hard things. She'll be an amazing middle schooler.