After an anxious summer wait, results day last week was a big success for my son - he achieved better grades than expected and is going to his first choice university. So all good, and he's very excited. And I'm so proud I could pop! The problem is, the reality of my first child leaving home, to go to a uni a four hour drive away, is really sinking in for me. I keep bursting into tears, having mini panic attacks, and am having to really try to hide how I feel from the rest of the family. I miss him even before he's gone!
Does anyone else feel like this? If you do, how are you coping? I feel a bit pathetic and selfish, tbh.