My baby girl is growing up

So today is the Pre-K meeting at Primrose. I am dreading it only because it's a sign that no matter what I do to prevent my baby girl from growing up, it's going to happen and she welcomes it. I was telling mom this morning that I would be a little late getting home because of the meeting and how I would probably sob uncontrolably through the whole thing to the point they ask me to leave. Then Emma says "Mom you have to let me go to Pre-K so I can grow up". Ah! why does she have to be the logical one. I drive myself insane worrying about her and making sure I never fail at being a parent and protecting her every second of every day and she pretty much tells me I'm being unreasonable.

Speaking of being a bit over protective... Emma's friend Logan has left Primrose and is going to a new school therefore isn't getting to see Emma. His mom, Christy, emailed me and asked if she could pick Emma up Saturday night and take her to church with Logan for fun night since they haven't gotten to spend anytime together lately with him leaving Primrose and all. And ofcourse I start sweating and getting sick thinking of all the things that could go wrong with this situation. I'm sure she would take good care of her, but I always think "we only get one chance to be a good parent, if I fail she will never trust me again". Plus being in the profession I am in doesn't help with my frame of mind when it comes to other people caring for my child. I see so many terrible things that happen to children because their parents didn't think anything would happen. They took all necessary precautions and still had things happen. I refuse to be caught off guard.

I never realized how being a mother would make me feel. I never knew how loving someone could also hurt and consume you so much. I would give anything for my children and will protect them at all cost. I have to find a happy medium between protecting them and shielding them from things that make them happy I know. I'm working on that part.