The week leading up to dropping Hayden off at school was emotional at best and chaotic every moment. We were frantically attempting to finish all of the necessary shopping while all the while gearing up for the fact that our baby girl was moving away to school. I won’t lie; I spent chunks of time alone, in tears dreading the passing days.
It wasn’t so much that she was going away to college that was emotional for me. I was, and still am, totally excited for this new chapter in her life. I know she is ready to move on from high school and towards her chosen career path. We are all ready for her to do this, to become her own person, to reach out for her own dreams, and to work hard toward her own goals. In all honesty, I can’t wait to watch her unfold. It’s just that she won’t be sleeping under our same roof every night. Texting her goodnight will never be the same as hugging her goodnight.
And, it got here so quickly.
Move in day is a bit of a blur.
Side note: we decided the night before that we had to take two cars. Not because we couldn’t fit everything into the van because we could. We simply couldn’t fit everything and the people into the van. There is a distinction. We may have brought a wee bit too much stuff—except that we didn’t because she needs everything we brought.
We arrived early and began to unload her things from the van into a pile on the grass in front of her dorm. Her pile was a little larger than other piles, but I think that was, at least in part, due to the way we had packed. For example, much of her bedding was still in the shopping bags whereas, I noticed, others had crammed pillows and such into bins. Also, others had not brought twenty five decorative pillows.
Hayden and Anna went and retrieved her room key and we began to move some of the lighter things up to her third floor (no elevator) room. Before long, a group of move-in volunteers arrived at our pile and quickly got everything to her room. We were alone in her room with the total chaos of her stuff for about fifteen minutes before her adorable roommate arrived with her family and her total chaos of stuff.
And, before we knew it, she was all set up.
Hayden had a mandatory freshman welcome gathering to attend, and we didn’t want to prolong the goodbyes, so we hugged and took a few more photos and then headed downstairs together.
Anna and I both, for different reasons, wanted to stay forever.
I was determined not to cry, not to have Hayden see me crying as we were leaving and have her feel badly about it, so I did not cry. In front of her.
Now it is Labor Day weekend and Hayden is home and everything is right in the world again.
But, seriously, she is doing great. And, the fact that she is doing so well makes it just a little tiny bit easier for us to have her away. We miss her terribly, but we talk to her everyday, and she is advocating for herself and adulating like a boss, and we are so proud.
Our baby girl is on her way.