My little camper

My six year old little boy went to overnight camp today for the first time ever. He was very excited about it, but his mommy is a nervous wreck. What is he gets lost? What if he can't find his toothbrush? What if he gets frostbite? I let me little boy camp in Alaska? It's freezing here! It just snowed 8 inches! Give me a minute here......
Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathe in
Breathe out

This whole overnight camp thing is seriously stretching my mommy comfort zone. I know that it will be good for him, I know that he will be ok, but it's still so hard! I remember when he was about 3 days old and I buckled him into his carseat and he started screaming. I didn't know why he was crying, so tried to give him a pacifier, rub his head, etc, to soothe him, but it wasn't working. Then I realized that I had buckled his little foot into the carseat! I felt so bad and started crying. I remember thinking, "How in the world am I going to keep this child alive for 18 years when I can't even put him into his carseat right?" Although I have gotten a little less paranoid, sometimes I still get that feeling, like I'm going to forget something or overlook something important, or make a wrong decision. There is such a fine line between letting them grow up and stretch their wings, and protecting them and keeping them safe. I know that God is watching over him, and I'm sure he will come out of this situation a stronger more confident person. And maybe his mama will too.