By the end of the day, I had absolutely nothing left to give to my family. But I quickly realized the only thing I was losing was my patience. I knew this transition of not having him with me at home all the time was going to be tough on me, and volunteering in the classroom or for school trips would help that transition.Īs soon as I signed up to chaperone my first field trip, I had high hopes it would take the edge off and help me remember my carefree days of being a little girl and getting lost in the moment. Being at his school - seeing how it still felt the same, looked the same, smelled the same - made me so nostalgic I figured it would benefit everyone, especially me, to be at every last school event and outing. I was looking forward to being the chaperone queen.
When my oldest child entered kindergarten, I remember walking through the very same halls I spent my elementary school days and thinking to myself, I’m going to volunteer for everything, sign up for every field trip, this will be how I dedicate some of my free time and I will LOVE IT.
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