First Field Trip

I had intentions of writing this post earlier, but sometimes I get kind of superstitious with posting things, as was the case today.

Today my daughter had her first field trip.

While this is usually an exciting time for a child, it caused me many moments of sheer panic.

The panic started 2 weeks ago when the field trip permission slip came home.

At first I thought, no big deal, I will just chaperone this trip and all will be well.

Things changed real quick when I got the notice that I wasn’t picked to chaperone.

Now my 5 year old was going to be going on a bus, clear across town, to a public park, on the water, without me.

For 2 weeks I had visions of a child (my child) running off and getting lost. I had visions of the bus getting into an accident.  Anything that could of possibly happened, crossed my mind about 1000 times.

Last night I was a nervous wreck. I was concocting plans to be on that side of town to spy on her. I gave my daughter strict instructions not to leave the teachers sight at any point in time.

I am  having a hard time with letting my daughter grow up. I am totally that overprotective mom. How can I not be? I only have 1 child. She is it, she’s all I’ve got. I feel like my only goal in life is to keep her safe to the best of my ability, but it’ making me a nervous wreck.

Guess what?

She was perfectly safe. No children were lost, the bus didn’t malfunction, all the kids made it back alive. I couldn’t help but breath the biggest sign of relief when I saw her waiting in line to be picked up. My little girl was OK, and we both made it through our first field trip.