– I’ve never been a fan of New year – but the 1st day of the school year is something that I look forward to and dread in equal measures . …
The 1 st day of school is a chance to start over ! The children have their new squeaky clean uniforms , as yet unscuffed shoes and excited faces at the prospect of seeing all their friends together again .
This year is a big one in my house, Sophie is off to secondary school ( sob !!) and Tom is in his final year ( please god let him find some organisational skills this year ) . Georgia moves up to year 3 and Molly starts nursery.
Its not just a fresh start for the kids but for me to ! It’s a chance to get this parenting stuff right – I always end the year mirroring my old school reports
” Suzanne’s a nice girl but if she could only stop daydreaming she’d be much better equipped to cope with school life ”
Not this year , this is MY year . This year I’ve got a Calendar, Busy Mum organiser and last but most certainly not least a whiteboard ( I am a little too excited about this !)
I will read letters before the event , I will send in the reply slips of said letters before the deadline , I absolutely will never forget to put a sandwich in my child’s lunch box ( which obviously has never happened more than that one time )
my children’s hair will always be brushed to perfection and they will never have chocolate spread round their chops from breakfast, because they honestly only ever have fruit and porridge.
Its also a chance for me to not only have my shit together but look like it to ! To be that Mum that always knows what’s going on , the mum that people ( by people I mean me ) text frantically the night before to find out the details of a trip because you thought you had written it down when you threw the letter out – the mum that I always secretly hope is really crap at just one thing ( I need to believe that this is so – it fuels my self a steam ) I refuse to be scatty , lucky if she’s brushed her hair mum for yet another year
We’ve got this Scatty Mum’s – this is our year ( now to text organised Mum to check they definitely go back tomorrow, I can’t make that mistake again !)