It’s astonishingly true how quickly time flies. One moment, you’re preparing for the arrival of your little one, and the next, you’re standing in a store, overwhelmed by a dorm supply list and an emotional whirlwind. As you load up the car with storage bins, bedding, and a plethora of tissues, the reality sinks in: your first child is heading to college.
- Wow, it’s really happening. My child is leaving home!
- Packing is difficult, especially when it’s the belongings of my “little one.”
- Only one pair of flip-flops? That won’t cut it—he needs proper shoes!
- Did we forget anything? He needs what?! This is going to cost a fortune.
- I refuse to make multiple trips to the store today.
- There’s the dorm! I can do this. I can do this. I can do this!
- Wait, can I really do this?
- How did my parents manage to leave me here so many years ago?
- Stairs everywhere! I should remind him they’re no fun after a few drinks.
- And neither are hangovers. Time for another talk about responsible drinking.
- Look at all these bright students; they seem so eager!
- Some of them look nervous. I want to give them a reassuring hug.
- The anxious ones are trailing behind their equally nervous parents.
- Please, dear Lord, don’t let me be that parent.
- I can’t be old enough to send a child to college. No way.
- That girl looks like she just graduated middle school! Is her mom really leaving her here?
- Meanwhile, that girl looks like she’s ready for a night out. My husband is trying hard not to stare.
- Why do these girls dress like that? I need to stop looking.
- But they could be future daughters-in-law!
- Just not any time soon. Please let my son stay a child forever.
- Before I go, I need to explain consent and boundaries once more.
- For the next child, I’m only considering all-male colleges.
- Girls living right next door? This is so foreign to me.
- The laundry room: his new domain (thank goodness, that’s one less load at home).
- I bet he comes home with everything he owns in a state of utter chaos.
- Oh, Target, here I am again!
- Met the roommate; he’s super tidy. This could be interesting.
- One bathroom for four teenage boys? This is going to be a nightmare.
- I should stock up on cleaning supplies.
- Don’t fold his towels—resist the urge!
- At least let me make his bed nice. Don’t let him see my tears.
- I want to hug him tightly, but I don’t want to embarrass him in front of his peers.
- This is harder than I thought.
- Met the roommate’s dad; we shared a moment of disbelief about how quickly time flies.
- Ramen, rice, canned soup—these will keep him safe from culinary disasters.
- That mattress looks like it needs a lot more comfort. Eww.
- Cherry blossom hand soap—will they even use it? Eww again.
- Gray and navy everywhere. Boys don’t decorate, do they?
- I want to sneak a peek into the girls’ dorms; they must have some charm.
- Oh no, he’s just tossing clothes in the drawer. Relax—it’s not my problem!
- I overhear another parent and child arguing. I hope that’s not a sign of things to come.
- Can I really do this?
- College students today have so little to pack. Just a phone and laptop—how refreshing!
- If he claims his phone was dead when I call, I’m not buying it.
- I’ll send him extra charging cords and a power bank.
- Medications—check! He’ll need them without me around.
- Time to say goodbye!
- I can do this. I can do this. I can do this!
- Embrace him tightly, share your pride, and walk out with confidence. Cry only once I’m in the car.
- I made it! I took my child to college without losing my composure. Tears of joy!
In summary, college drop-off is a moment filled with mixed emotions—excitement, pride, and a tinge of sadness as you watch your child step into a new chapter of life. It’s a transformative experience for both parent and child, reminding you of the precious moments you’ve shared while also embracing the future. For more insights on parenting and family life, check out our related posts.
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