An Anxious Mom’s Guide to Surviving the First Day of School

  Sweaty palms. Racing heart. Bad dreams. Shaking hands. This was my reality as I woke up the day of my son's first day of school last year. Funny thing is, it wasn't his *first* First Day of School but my body and mind didn't seem to care. He was starting 1st grade and since he'd been in preschool for three years, this was technically his FIFTH first day of school and I was as much a wreck as I was on that very first one. As an always-slightly-anxious mom, worry is a part of my reality at all times. I worry about my son running and falling down and hitting his head. I worry about a bully at school pushing him or making him cry. I worry that friends won't include him or that his teacher won't give him the attention he needs. I worry, in short, about everything someone could conceivably worry about and then I crank it up to about eleven and drive myself crazy. I cried on the first day of preschool. He literally turned three years old the day before and I had neve…
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