INSERT PANIC ATTACK
Soooo I took my daughter to meet her teachers this morning and I’m sort of freaking out that my kids are growing up. Well technically she’s not really growing because she’s so freaking small, but metaphorically she is.
How did this happen? I feel (and act) like I’m still 16. Unfortunately, my jiggly belly reflects a slightly older age.
I know I’m not the first person to send her kids off to school, but let’s focus on me people. FOCUS.
If I was the type of person that actually planned ahead, I totally would of ordered her an adorbz outfit from Gracey Lou Designs to wear on her first day.
But since I can’t keep up with my life, she’ll wear an outfit that I’ll buy tonight from Target from the clearance rack. Mother-of-the-freaking-year.