The whoosh of the bus......

At the bus stop with my kids yesterday afternoon and today I began thinking about whoosh of the bus and the feelings it brings about in me.......

The whoosh was coined by my awesomely insightful Aspy Lilly. The whoosh is the sound the school bus makes as it brakes to come down the hill toward our bus stop.

The Morning Whoosh-
In the morning as I hear the whoosh I am first thinking how much I will miss my girlies, and hope they have a good day. (and to be truely honest some days after tuff morning i do feel relief that they off to school for the day) But, I try to pretend that does not ever happen! LOL

Then as the bus comes to a stop I often worry what challenges their day will bring, and whether I will get good reports when they get home. I am blessed that I love my kids school and have 100% faith in them. But, I feel a piece of me leaves with them when they board the bus. Giving that control up to the school is not easy! I wonder if that is due to my illness and being separated from them or if this us a normal mom feeling. I am so glad to see my girls growing up, and emotionally able to separate from me and go to school successfully. But at the same time I feel the pull at my heart knowing that they are departing from me more and more!

So that is my feeling with the morning whoosh!

The Afternoon Whoosh!
Now the afternoon whoosh yesterday is what started me thinking of this topic! There are so many more strong emotions and unknowns in the afternoon bus whoosh! My first thought as I wait at the corner waiting for the whoosh is excitement to see my girls and hug them. The the next is the anticipation..... Wondering if they will have good things to report, will they have a great day or hard one? Will they be all smiles or all tears? And with my Lilly at 1 glance I can tell whether it is gonna be a tuff afternoon and evening or if it might be slightly calm.

And then lastly as silly as it sounds I am always worried that they both will actually get off the bus or if something would have happened to them. Again, not sure if that is due to me being apart from them or if it is a normal mommy thing!

But, as soon as my girls get off the bus and I have them in my arms, (or Lilly rushing by me or throwing herself at me) happy, sad, mad or in a defiant mood, it a no longer matter and occupies my mind........

The Whoosh of the bus has safely taken my girls to school and brought my sweet little cuties home to me! And that is the best feeling the whoosh gives!!!!

:-)