Off he goes!

It finally arrived. The day that had been looming in my mind for months: My little guy started preschool.

For the past several days I had been lecturing myself about the importance of not crying in front of him. Showing up at preschool with a smiling, happy kid and ruining the moment with sobs would not be cool. "No way, Jose," as Conal says.

So, I managed to keep it together, no thanks to the raging pregnancy hormones. Or his big boy looks:

How was this kid just a baby the last time I looked?

Yeah, so yay me, no tears. I had a whopping 1.5 hours before pickup so I treated myself to a real pedicure (first one in about 3 years!) and ran a few errands. Then I headed back to school to get my little guy.

He did great. He loved it. He asked me why it was time to leave. No worries about the transition for him.

So, overall, a success!

I had a lack of success with last night's run, however. About a mile in, I had to stop to walk because my lower legs felt oddly swollen and sore. When I felt around, they weren't really swollen, they just felt that way. Like they were full and there was a lot of outward pressure. Strange.

Anyway, I walked for about 3/4 of a mile and then ran again and the weird sore swollen feeling never came back so I'm not sure what it was all about. I'm going to be on the look-out, though, because I didn't like it one bit. Nope, not a bit.

Have any of you ever had that kind of weird lower leg thing (pregnant or not)? I'm curious.

Thanks for stopping by!

~ Felice