And I knew and still know that it would forever change the type of mother I would be. I don't know how to be anything but a loss mom. As a result I am a few things that a "normal" mom usually isn't.
I worry. A lot. Not excessively but I do.
I always think worst case scenario.
I probably smother the kids with having them close by.
I can't just assume they will be fine.
... Amongst other things.
My routine with D is when I take him to school they serve breakfast so I walk him to the cafeteria and kiss him goodbye and watch him go in before I leave. Many parents (all but me and 2 others) feel it's fine to drop off their kids at the gate, have them wait there for the school to open, and assume their child will make it inside just fine. And that's fine. Nothing wrong with that. In most cases they will make it just fine.
But I can't do that. D even noticed and told me "but mommy I'm a big kid now and the big kids go in by themselves." I tried my best to explain why I do what I do.
And it's not just dropping him off. Last year I had an arrangement where he would leave class with the bus kids and wait in the office for an authorized adult to pick him up because essentially the teachers will let them go with anyone who picks them up. This year it's a little different because D is in an after school program. And again there is supposed to be an authorized list but they don't check id's so I had to put special instructions and even put a call to the school district asking this to be standard.
So you see? See what I'm talking about? I can't not care. You can call me excessive. You can call me over protective. You can even call me a bitch when I call to complain. But my child's safely is very important to me. And I'm not ok with the basics that have worked for years. Times have changed and kids get kidnapped or lost daily. Times are more violent and worse than ever before. I can't even watch/read the news anymore. There are too many sick people out there. And my kids are my life and I'll be damned if I just let others make such big decisions for my kids.
But anyway the point of this post was how D has noticed too that I'm not like other moms. I'm doing my best. I really am. I'm not looking to embarrass him or anything. And trust me being the mom that I am is A LOT more work. But it's not only worth it... ITS NECESSARY. I just hope one day they understand and appreciate it.