So today, after 6 weeks, after 42 days my children have returned to school. I’m not one of those parents who celebrate their children returning to school or jump around the house with joy. I’m actually a parent who loves her children being around. Don’t get me wrong it’s not been all plain sailing. We’ve had bad days, strops, arguments, bored days, all the usual things our children bring. But all these moments have been with me and the good moments far outweigh the bad ones.
Half term this year has been a bit of a strange one. I have been with the children all week yet I don’t feel I spent time with them. The goal of the week was to get through to Friday. My precious Nans funeral.
Miss 9 has become Miss 10. Having a ten year old means I now have been a Mummy for a decade! The things I have learnt in this time, the things I never imagined to have happened and how my little family are my world.
Miss 8 asked me today “Why are you so mean?”. A question which stopped me in my tracks and tore at my heart. Massively. I walked out of the room wanting to calm down and gather my thoughts before responding.
So we are back into the swing of school life after our six weeks off. I am exhausted. School runs, after school clubs, homework, trips. Then remembering all those forms I need to sign and money that needs to make its way to the office! I don’t know whether I am coming or going and wish we were back in the lull of our beautiful summer.
Six weeks of our summer holidays have been and gone. Six weeks of fun, family time, water fights, days out, the odd squabble here and there and just being together. I’m so going to miss my babies.
I am having one of those days. A Bad Mummy day. The babies aren’t listening to a word I say, they just seem to leave destruction in their path hence my patience is running very very thin.
Five happy weeks have been and gone. Just one week left until the chaos of school descends upon us.
Today I attended the funeral of my Great Uncle. He was my wonderful Nan’s younger brother by 14 years and my Great Aunts twin. They now are the only surviving two of six children. Very sadly one of their other brothers only died 3 months ago. So today brought back many emotions which are still so very raw.
Another week of our summer holidays has flown past. Soon the babies will be back at school and I can already feel that dread starting in the pit of my stomach.