goodbyes

It really is a gorgeous day today, but I'm torn. Today Edlan my youngest had his first day at nursery school. He's a big little fellow and he didn't want me to leave, but when I did, I heard him say "dag mama" with a quiver in his voice, but he didn't cry. My heart fills with pride to know he's already such a big boy and breaks with sadness knowing his initial reaction is to rather be with me, but I'm leaving him behind. I've done it before with my older two. Perhaps I forgot how it really felt, but it feels more emotional for me this time, probably because it's my youngest.