Me too icelolly! We moved cities this time last year and DD1 was really upset then to be leaving her friends on her last day, so I was expecting plenty of tears this afternoon and went armed with tissues... But she was as cool as a cucumber! She said her goodbyes as girls and boys sobbed all around her and didn't shed a single tear - I can't say the same for me though (which earned me an eye roll and a withering look from DD1)!
It really does feel like such a mighty transition from Primary to Secondary, doesn't it? When I think of Primary children, images of 5 and 6 year olds pop into my brain, but when I think of Secondary pupils, I picture young adults, aged about 15 or 16. It doesn't feel right that my (only just) 11 year old fits into that category!
Primary school has been a wonderful experience for her, and I wonder how she'll find going from being a big fish in a little pond to a tiddler in the ocean. Her new school seems fantastic and she's hugely excited about going, but the whole 'next step' seems to me to be a huge mountain to climb, all in one go.
I think it's just one of those things where it's harder for us as parents than it is for the children.
Happily, I have another DD who has just finished Yr 4, so I have another 2 years till my 'baby' follows in DD1's footsteps - feeling slightly 'sad' about DD1 leaving Primary school may help me to appreciate the next couple of years a little more!
You're definitely not being unreasonable - it's the end of an era, but the beginning of a new one too!