My son starts school today

Let me just say that again, because I can’t quite believe it. My son, our little bundle of joy and chaos, starts school today. He turns 5 in October and is very very ready for school. I think. No, he is. He is most definitely ready, and ohhh so excited. I’m not sure I am though. I mean it was only yesterday I was holding him, swaddled tight, moments after he was born, watching this tiny little squishy thing sucking on the edge of the towel. My son. I didn’t know I was going to have a son. We decided not to find out beforehand, and I know I’d have loved a daughter as much as I love my son. That’s easy to say of course, although the thought of loving anyone, any thing, more than I love Jack is… impossible. I’m ok though. I am not ok. But I am. I will be. I mean I thought I was ok with it all, I really did. And I am, it’s a great life moment for him, and for me and Becca. And then the other day he tried on his new school uniform for the first time. There have been some tears. By me. He…