First Time - Overnight Camp

Sooo, I admit it.  I am a first time mom when sending my child to overnight camp.  I never went to overnight camp, so I don’t have first-hand knowledge of what it is like to be a first time camper.  However, yesterday was a great first experience.  I had NOT slept the night before at ALL.  I was worried.  All of the what happens if. . . . stories were playing over and over in my head.  I was up early, because I could not sleep.

Mr. M and I loaded up the minivan – in total we had two large duffle bags, one large banana bag (comforter, pillow and egg crate), shower caddy and three small plastic shoe boxes and a backpack.  And we were OFF.  Mr. M read the directions to me and we found CYJ with no problems!  (I have already written lots of letters, including one that complements him with his ability to be a great navigator).  We parked and got into line.  We got his bunk assignment, and then waited in the lice line (and passed).  We then went and drove the car to the bunk.  His counselors helped unload the car (really helpful); and then helped him while I moved the car back to the lot, and walked back. 

After a few minutes of unpacking, making the bed, I had to say goodbye.  I thought I was doing just fine.  I gave Mr. M a hug, and started walking out. . . . turned back to see him and his bunkmate with HUGE smiles on their faces.

I walked quickly to the car, hoping not to burst into tears.  Wayne, from Temple Emanuel, was kind enough to give me a few kind words. . . .  but really, I just wanted to hop into the minivan.  My baby was GROWN UP.  He was doing this WITHOUT me.  And from all appearances, he was going to be FINE!  I collected my thoughts, and started to drive. . . .

And then listened to a voicemail from a friend. . . . who left me such a wonderful voicemail, that I started to cry again!

Can’t wait for the first letter!