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<p>I decided not to continue poaching threads from other posters re: moving in. </p>

<p>Pretty uneventful (esp. compared to NO move-ins with the hurricane)</p>

<p>We loaded up two cars with “stuff”. Son seemed anxious, almost irritable. He just wanted to “go”, not discuss what else night need to go. Off we went - grandparents following behind with my D in their car. </p>

<p>Arrival on the campus was met by police barricades blocking off major streets for the sake of the move-in process. This was surprising because this is the first day of “early” move in - standard move in is Sept 1.</p>

<p>We circumvented the barricades by heading to the top of campus, where son’s dorm is located. We saw lots of kids pushing huge cardboard carts. We parked in the permit area, displayed our permits in the windshield and unloaded. Son went into his dorm and returned with a large cart and entry passes for us all. </p>

<p>We made two trips with the cart and were warmly welcomed by the security staff at the front desk. </p>

<p>The dorm suite was pretty good - a three bedroom suite with a living room, kitchen area in the hallway and then a hallway sink area for the bath with two sinks, followed by a bathroom with shower and toilet. The first bedroom was large and is designed to house 2 people - beds are bunked- plenty of space. Second room (son chose) is a single room with a slightly lofted bed (not a tall loft), large wall-length closet with space for two hanging areas, dresser and room for large TV or whatever you want on top of dresser area—with shelves on top. There’s a desk with shelves on top, a pole lamp and a window facing a city street. It’s carpeted. The third bedroom is the same as son’s, except the bed isn’t lofted. </p>

<p>There’s a sofa, two comfy chairs and a dining table and chairs in the living room area. There are two other large closets in the hall area, one with a dresser.</p>

<p>I could tell that my mom (Nana) was getting upset and was having a hard time. She couldn’t stay in the room and wound up breaking into tears…so she and Pop-pop left soon after arriving. Son tried to shoo me off, too…but I knew he would sleep on that awful plastic bed if I didn’t make it up, so I insisted on staying until the bed was made and desk items were unpacked. Son began to call friends saying “guess where I am!”.He hooked up his laptop to the net and started the IM frenzy. Soon, everything was unpacked but his clothing. He insisted that I not unpack it because he had “friends coming to do that” (huh?). </p>

<p>I was just about to leave when a knock came at the door. It was the “friends”…a group of pretty girls. Son proudly introduced them as “the friends who came to unpack my clothes” (they were fellow dorm residents). I thought they might protest at that…but the enthusiastically extended their hands to introduce themselves and happily came in to help son. Hey, whatever works!</p>

<p>My time had come. Son didn’t need me anymore:) He gave me a huge bear hug and said “I’ll be fine, and so will you”…and I was…so off I went.</p>

<p>Upon reaching the car I saw that Nana and Pop-Pop were walking up (they had gone for tea at a local japanese place). We all decided to stroll Locust Walk, which was beautiful as dusk was arriving and the campus was a little foggy from the earlier rain. The trees are still in full bloom, extended in a canopy over the walk, and the ferns and other plants in bloom along the walk gave it a rain forresty feel. Lots of other parents and grands were also strolling, some with young students, many alone. </p>

<p>It felt right…son seems to have made the right choice (this was the ED school (Penn), for those who don’t remember or weren’t around last fall). </p>

<p>When I got home I went to his room to get a sense of this new life. It feels like a dream…not real. </p>

<p>Nana just called to ask me if I’ve heard from him…“uhhhh, no mom, He’s probably having fun and meeting people”. “okay”, she says. </p>

<p>Nana has invited my D to spend the night. That’s fine. I need the solitude…I’m still not sure how to feel about this. </p>

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Sounds like a fine transition. It does feel like a dream when you get home, and you’ll feel his presence for a while. But…it was time for him to go, and it’s the moment you’ve been working toward as a family all these years. And it worked! Congratulations.</p>

<p>Momsdream:</p>

<p>Sounds like your son knew exactly what would happen, complete with help from friends. He seems right in his element, and in the right college. A very smooth transition indeed. I did feel strange after S1 went off to college. I kep setting the table for 4 and making food for 4 instead of 3, wondering why the laundry load was so much lighter. It took time to adjust. Your parents sound dears.</p>

<p>Momsdream,</p>

<p>I am impressed with your S! Hope all continues to go along this fine path. Best wishes to you and your S. </p>

<p>P.S. Glad you are back on CC! You were so helpful about DD’s wedding (remember the wedding dress thread?); all went so well with much thanks to friends on CC.</p>

<p>I have followed your journey since the start, and feel only happiness for you. Your S is really close by, goeographically, and mentally he is ready to move on. Why have your mom unpack when all these girls are offering? In time, you’ll realize D still at home, and your caring parents nearby. You have been blessed, and I’m sure you deserve everything that comes your way. (oh dear, the margarita making me mushy)</p>

<p>Marite, situation like yours, at least with S geographically close. I hope he’ll be bringing friends to your house for home cooking.</p>

<p>Bookworm:</p>

<p>When I was in grad school, Harvard did a survey of undergraduates. Fully 1/3 claimed that the cafeteria food was better than mom’s cooking. Some claimed the only thing mom could do was heating pizzas! My cooking ain’t that bad, but it isn’t worth a Michelin detour. I do hope to get to meet some of S’s friends whether over food or not ;)</p>

<p>Thank you Driver, Momofthree, Bookworm, Marite. Yes, Marite, my parents are lovely and have really helpd along the way. My dad is LOVING this (he’s looking for university work to follow his retirement)…</p>

<p>Bookworm, yes, D is still at home. But you know how us moms and our boys are.</p>

<p>I’m glad to be able to post this story here. And I LOVE reading stories from others. I sit here an smile at my PC.</p>

<p>Yay! Thanks for sharing your move-in story, Momsdream. It sounds like everything is going well for your son. I wish you all the best in this transition time. I had to laugh at the pretty girls who were going to help unpack his clothes! Sounds like he is dialed in!</p>

<p>Momsdream, I loved reading your move-in story. We’ll be doing the same for s at UCLA in about a month. </p>

<p>I am so grateful for the wisdom of all of you throughout this emotional and exciting year. D is a 10th grader, so we’ll be around CC for a long time.</p>

<p>Momsdream,</p>

<p>I am glad that move in went well. My heart is full for you. I love the dance your son constantly does with you :). I remember your stories of going to the SATs, taking out the trash, (the gf?? hope she is doing well, far, far away), and earlier in the week where it did not faze him about leaving because he still hadn’t packed.</p>

<p>His statement “I’ll be fine, and so will you”… seems to just about sum everything up. To think “we” have have worried all these months about him and he always knew everything was going to be ok. </p>

<p>Makes me thing back to kindergarten and the “you can go now, I have friends” moments. All you can do is shake your head, smile in amazement, think back to the day when they first handed him to you and you thought What have I gotten my self into? I know nothing about raising kids. </p>

<p>In your mind you recall all the moments that have brought you to this point: really great ones, and just the plain old oops moments where we pary our kids won’t be in therapy talking about us. We think about the teachable moments we try to give out children and almost forget the wonderful teachable moments they have given us. Now we are turning these kids loose on the world, and are just wowed by them. Now we are starting on a new chapter and like any good book we want to flip to the back to see how it ends, but we know that the true enjoyment comes from taking it page by page.</p>

<p>Momdream, congrats on a smooth move to UPenn. It sounds like the perfect school for your son and an awesome place. I’ve visited, so I know it is beautiful, especially Locust Walk. Hope you are around to give advice to the next crop and to tell us from time to time how it is going…</p>

<p>Thank you all. </p>

<p>Achat, Locust Walk is amazing. Operamom, good luck with the UCLA move in. Momof2inca, yes, the fact that he lived on campus for part of the summer helped him connect with other students early on. </p>

<p>Sybbie, you are right on with everything you’ve said. I was sititng in bed last night thinking that I should call him to tell him to move the fan away from the head of his bed (where it was positioned when I left the dorm) so he won’t get a cold or a stiff neck. But, decided to let him figure that out.</p>

<p>These threads are sooo delightful to read…and to share our own stories… Sybbie719, your comment about how they first handed the baby to us and we thought we knew nothing… I will NEVER forget the ride home from the hospital with S#1 in the car … it was almost as though we went in SSLLLOOOOWWWW motion to ensure that no one hit us or hurt our precious bundle we were transporting home…</p>

<p>and Marite, setting the table and cooking for 4 when all you needed was food for 3…when we brought our guy home in May… he told us on the car ride home that I might need to cook for 5 (we were a total of 4 with him) …he was soo used to unlimited dining hall food…and after a week of preparing big meals…he told me I should start cooking for 6!!! how about a new acronym…instead of ROTFLMAF, ROTKFLMAO …rolling on the KITCHEN floor, laughing my ass off!! </p>

<p>we all love our kids…always have, always will…whether they are near or far…Momsdream, I think it is VERY VERY special that you were able to include S’s grandparents in the drop off for college…unbelievably special that your son was gracious enough to welcome such a caravan of witnesses to his college dropoff…I picked up a Yale Grandpa baseball hat for my father-n-law… he could not do all the walking…there in spirit but not physically up for the big trip… </p>

<p>enjoy the quiet…and the gaping hole in your heart… the good news is that his departure left a hole…some folks are happy to say goodbye. Never wanted a clingy child…still don’t…but I do like it when they “use their words” to say that they know they need us… I had a friend once who told me that when we were the most vulnerable is when we grew the most…I think that is true regardless of age… </p>

<p>it takes a few comings and goings to feel ok about this… it will come…</p>

<p>Momsdream, I join others in really enjoying hearing about the follow up to your son’s journey this past year. I think he is going to have an amazing time. Sounds like a special drop off for a special kid. </p>

<p>Marite, I could not help but tune into your account about setting the table and making dinner for four when there was only three. My younger D wrote one of her many college admissions essays about the effect of her sister leaving for college on her last fall, and her opening to the essay and the moment that touches off her account has to do with setting the table for four when it was to have been three and how it had finally hit her that her sister was gone and what it all meant for her. Perhaps I can find a way to send it to you because it is so tied to your anecdote. </p>

<p>I guess I ought to share my drop off of one of my kids, but have one to go in two days. </p>

<p>Took my youngest to NYU/Tisch this past weekend. Went down on Saturday to NYC (it is a six hour drive from here). Car was loaded to the hilt and then some, with more on top. We had to leave on my other D’s 19th birthday so we had to squeeze in that celebration as well. She stayed back home (no room for her in the car, lol). Took parting picture of the four of us. Got in the car and D’s cute lamp shade she had bought that has beads hanging off the bottom rim was on front seat…no place for it and so she puts it on her head like a hat and it was pretty funny (helped me keep from crying) and so we took a picture of that ;-). Had all her goodbyes with local friends, which is different than for some of your kids because her local friends are about to enter senior year as she normally would be as well and so it was not like any of them were leaving (but a few older friends). Her close theater friends (mostly from out of state) are all older than herself and that is a peer group she is very bonded with socially. </p>

<p>We knew the NYU move in day would be crazy and it did live up to that expectation. Got to Third Avenue North (apt. style dorms) at 9:15 AM and hubby dropped me and D off and kept driving around the block for about an hour until a drop off slot for the car opened up (and when it did, it was right near the entrance). The line to check in was already winding down the block and in fact, that line took us 90 minutes until she was able to get her key. This might sound terrible, but let me say as the day wore on, it was even much longer. It really was a sight to be hold. There were huge piles of kids’ lives stacked up along the sidewalk for the block. My D’s roomie whom she knows from our state through theater over the years, came soon after we arrived and joined us in the line with her mom as her dad dealt with their car. My hubby was able to pull up for his 15 min. allottment of curb time and unloaded everything on the sidewalk and I had to stay with it. He actually was able to get a metered spot about a block away for the rest of the day. </p>

<p>Once they got into the dorm, they were able to borrow one of the big moving bins/carts but only for a 30 min. allotment. That might sound like plenty but then the lines to use the elevators were very long too (but MUCH worse in the afternoon, winding around the block). This dorm has 1000 kids (about 2/3’s the size of our entire town, lol). My husband and daughter were able to make two full bin trips up the elevator before having to return the bin. But my hubby had rented a two wheeler back home and used that and then luckily my D is only on the second floor of her tower and so they took smaller things up the stairs on many trips. I finally made it into the building by noon. </p>

<p>The bedroom is small but I knew this was a possibility. It is made up by the fact that they have an apartment so there are two bedrooms of two girls each (my D knows her bedroom roomie and met the other two girls who share a second bedroom…had spoken online before moving in; seemed nice…one is in Tisch for film and one is in GSP) and then they have a common/living room equipped with table and four chairs, sofa, shelving/TV type unit, plus a kitchen and a private bathroom (two sinks in one half and toilet/tub/shower in other closed half). So, that helped feel like much more space than simply a small bedroom. We knew it was a possibility that they might have built in drawers under the bed and they did which meant that all the under the bed storage units bought had to go back home and then find places for all their stuff. But we somehow did. Both girls had a lot of stuff but they and both sets of parents set the room up and when it was done, it looked really nice I think and they were full of excitement. It was very HOT and my husband did not discover until the end of the day that their AC was not turned on and that it is controlled within your own unit. So, now it’s good but not when WE were in there! My D had brought a piano/keyboard and it fit in their living room luckily as it never would have in the bedroom. They had their kitchen fully set up as they had each brought various things for it (my D had shopped in our state with her roomie and then another girl bought other stuff). </p>

<p>I had to go with my D to a bank (the only one open on Sunday…though I couldn’t believe any bank would be, but I found this all out ahead of time) to set an account up for her (because she is sixteen and has to do it with a parent). It was kinda a mess that I won’t get into now, and not great, but we have worked it all out as best we can given the situation. That took a while. The walk to the bank…I could just tell my D could not believe she was going to be living in NYC after years of dreaming this. My hubby was back at the room hanging things up and setting up electronics and internet and all that dad stuff (with the other dad!). By the time we got back, the girls had to go to their first Tisch thing at 5 PM and so they were in such a hurry at that point, that the goodbye was short and sweet…which on my end, is probably a good thing because I really cry if I think about this. They were two giddy girls off to live on their own (the blind leading the blind in NYC…they both grew up in the country). My D thanked us for giving her this opportunity and how lucky she was to have it (my other D said the same thing when we said goodbye to her last year, her freshman year).</p>

<p>My D knows about a dozen kids at Tisch and about a half dozen entering ones as well, and a couple in NYC to attend school too. So, kids were stopping by the room and so forth. I know being let loose in NYC even with the kids she already knows was a big treat and of course, the meeting of lots of new friends too. Then my hubby and I got some dinner on her block (there is so much on every block in NYC! and also there is a Loews complex across from her dorm) and we ran into her roomies and their parents at dinner (our D was at a Tisch event by then). We got home very late last night. </p>

<p>I always fret that this particular D won’t call but she actually did this morning. Last night was the Tisch welcome event and she said it was very upbeat…along the lines of “we have been waiting for you to arrive and are so excited for you to be here” and that the Tisch kids were all cheering and so forth and she contrasted this to a first day assembly at high school where nobody cares and said “this was different…everyone was so happy to be here!” and then she had a dorm floor meeting…and then she had a meeting with her mentor and a group of seven girls (one other was in CAP21, my daughter’s Musical Theater program) and they had dinner out and then went to the Freshman Loft Party where she met up with her friends. She said there were great views of the Empire State Building. She went on to a party for her dorm in this big courtyard at her dorm…some Luau Party and then hung with friends. They have orientation for both Tisch and all of NYU all week, lots of events and happenings. She has next weekend off. Then classes begin next Tuesday, starting with “auditions” at CAP21, her studio. </p>

<p>It’s hard to believe all this is happening after the anticipation throughout the college process and auditions, but also dreaming of it for years. She waited for this day and it is here. And for my D’s past six months, after coming so close to having it all end due to her car crash and to get accepted while in a hospital bed and wondering if she would ever do this all again, and to be recovered in time to be here, is even more thrilling. </p>

<p>For me, it hasn’t hit me but when I think about it, it is really hard as a mom but I know I will get used to it, because I went through it last year with my oldest daughter. I’m happy for my girls to be doing what they worked hard for and all that will come for them now…new adventures, exciting times, and so forth. But after all these years, it is tough to have them leave for good basically. And it is hard to even think about them being on their own (though I do get used to it but at first it is a shock to the system) and not under my supervision any longer. For this particular child, it came sooner than most, because she is still 16 and then it is hard for me to fathom her in a city which is an enormous contrast to the environment in which she grew up. It is where she wants to be and I’m sure will figure it out. I get torn up thinking about it so try not to think too much (but it does hit me at times).</p>

<p>One reason it has not had its total effect on me is that I have come home for just two days and am shopping, gathering and packing up with my other D and leave on Wed. for her move in day at Brown on Thursday. THEN when I come home, bam, that is it! </p>

<p>Susan</p>

<p>soozievt,
Great story of a move-in marathon. How would you have managed the move-in if it had rained?! I can’t even imagine. </p>

<p>It has been wonderful to follow your daughters’ lives over that past few years. And how glorious for your younger daughter to reach this day at last. What excitement! She must be pinching herself to make sure it’s really happening.</p>

<p>Soozievt: What a great post about taking your D to NYU! I am so glad that it all has worked out so well for her–you have all been through so much with her over the last six months. Best wishes to you this fall as you invent this new chapter of your life. I have so enjoyed reading about both your D’s college journeys.</p>

<p>soozievt, have been reading your posts throughout the year and have been so touched. I had to reply to this one. We are from NC and we, too, moved into NYU Sunday. My d was an early acceptee to Gallatin. She is in Hayden. We arrived in NY on Sat. night after a very long drive. D was so anxious and she insisted we get to the dorm by 8am. I am so glad we listened. We got there and were parked right away to unload. (Actually it was raining a little then) Hubby went to park the car and lucked out on a free street side place 2 blocks away. D is on the fourth floor, so she and her 16 year old brother ran stuff up. She found roomie online several months ago and I think she made a great choice. We had her completely set up by 10:30 and we made one last run to Bed Bath and Beyond with roomie to pick out bathroom stuff. That was a crazy place, but fortunately they had complmentary buses running back to NYU, or we would have never made it back 10 blocks with our stuff. We had a nice day with her and said good bye infront of thedorm about 6. She had a floor meeting at 7 and she was ready to say goodbye. We did fine and she is so so happy. We have been going to NY for dance for about 5 years and this has been her dream. She is planning to design her own major with something in the entertainment business, but she doesn’t think she wants to be a career dancer. She is planning to take dance at the places she visited while in high school(Broadway Dance, STEPS) One of our friends from here is a soph in CAP21, very very talented young lady! Good luckto you daughter. It sounds like the kids are having a blast. Gallatin had orientation already, so other than welcome week, mine is spending the week exploring the city with roomie and new friends.</p>

<p>Hi speckled and bookiemom…thanks for the nice thoughts. </p>

<p>NCMom…glad you posted too because I did not know you have a D going to NYU too. The girls likely have much in common, at least dance, anyway. My D has taken a couple classes in the past at Broadway Dance and thought it was great and once did at Steps when younger. She likely won’t be at either now that she is IN New York because CAP21 will include ballet, tap and jazz…they have placement auditions next week. It is great that your D will be able to include dance training in her program. Like your D, this whole experience has been a long held dream. </p>

<p>I’m anxious to hear how it is going but I am positive my D is having a blast. For her, however, this is ALSO her Tisch orientation with many mandatory happenings, plus optional ones, and then the NYU stuff going on. I really HOPE she is going to these things but I know she is very into just doing stuff in the city too, the first time really on her own there, other than an overnight with friends. She already knows quite a number of kids and likely has met many new ones. Hopefully she will cross paths with your D at some point. I’m off tomorrow to drop the other daughter off (overnight) but can’t wait to hear more from the New York one. Being allowed to be in NYC with no supervision, let alone live on her own, is a huge big break for my D and I am SURE she is loving every minute of just that aspect, lol. I know she looks forward to the school part but right now, it is all fun and games, lol. </p>

<p>Does your D like to do choreography? That is one thing my D really enjoys, though is hoping to have a career on stage. But I know that if that does not materialize, she loves the creative process and her choreography that she has done so far has gone over well. That might be something your D could look into with her dance background, if she likes that process. Gallatin sounds like a cool opportunity. I bet your daughter will do internships in the city at some point. I have no idea just what my D will do this year but as part of being a Tisch Scholar, she will take on some leadership project with community service in the arts and it will be interesting to see what direction that takes or what it will entail (and how she’ll fit that in on top of the rigorous studio program). </p>

<p>Susan</p>

<p>“but I knew he would sleep on that awful plastic bed if I didn’t make it up, so I insisted on staying until the bed was made”…</p>

<p>I had to laugh out loud upon reading that. I too was obsessed about making Ds bed before leaving on drop-off day. Not that I though she would sleep on the bare plastic, but I wanted to make her bed myself, just to know that it would provide her with the best possible night’s sleep on her very first night living away from home. Us moms—we just can’t help ourselves…</p>

<p>Momsdream, I got such a kick out of reading about your DS’s move-in day. I’m soooo very glad things went smoothly, and that he’s already got such nice “friends” to help him along the way–LOL! He is probably devastatingly handsome and oh-so charming. There’s no holding him back now, mom. Unfortunately, boys seem to be able to let go so much easier than girls—sigh… Fortunately, you’ve got one of those left at home, and it will be quite some time yet before you’ll be faced with seeing her off into the world. </p>

<p>Hey, don’t be a stranger now that DS is safely ensconced at Penn. Your insights and wisdom are still much needed on this board, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who enjoys reading your posts. </p>

<p>Suzy, your account of move-in day inspired joy in my heart. When I first started reading and posting here at CC, you were facing the sorrowful loss of your dear dad. In the intervening time, I have watched your oldest D’s search and application process, her acceptance to Brown, her move-in process, and then, read with horror the story of your youngest D’s car wreck. I rejoiced with everyone else here as she began her recovery and was accepted at her dream school. Now, move-in day at Tisch seems like a triumphant culmination of all that has gone before. You are such a wonderful mom with two amazing daughters. I am so very happy for you.</p>

<p>The same goes for you—please, don’t abandon us, now that both your Ds are safely enrolled at their dream schools. You are a “CC elder” whose wisdom is invaluable. Your kindness, tact and knowledge are still much needed. Keep us updated on the progress of your Ds’ careers at Brown and NYU. We won’t stop caring just because you’re done with the admissions process.</p>

<p>Much love,
Valerie</p>

<p>Hi Soozie and ncmom,</p>

<p>It was good to read your reports about move in and I am glad the move in went well. Soozie, your daughter is in such a great space, steps from union square and 5th ave, both areas have really boomed over the past few years. My daughter’s best friend lives in the area and they are addicted to the Whole Foods in union square (there are free tastings on thursday :slight_smile: ). She came home the other night and said, “Mom, they take the NYU card at Whole Foods. If I went to NYU, I wouldn’t need the food plan I woulg just get all of my meals there”.</p>

<p>As I go to work I see the floods of purple bags and the bright street signs welcoming the class of 09. I start classes on Tuesday myself (D is being dropped off this weekend). I need to get a new ID card and I have been putting it off (now it will be a bit of a madhouse with all the freshmen getting IDs). But I’m going to stick it out and pick up a new card on monday. I am glad you found a bank open on sunday, as I forgot to tell you that NYU has a credit union.</p>

<p>Now on to D1, and I look forward to hearing about her move in (now that we are “old hands” at it). take care, </p>

<p>Syl</p>