Feeling rather smug!
Last night as I face-timed (Dave my partner) I was stressing out over the amount of items I still had to label and things needing organised for the children going back to school.
Schools in Northern Ireland finish up for the summer break the last week in June, the kids are then treated to almost nine weeks of freedom from the classrooms. For parents it marks the start of fun filled weeks of family time, making memories (we did this too!) but for me it marked the start of endless arguing, and playing referee to three kids that after an hour of each other’s company ends in them each being sent to separate rooms for time out!
Asides from being too long a break to keep kids entertained (in a climate that sees on average 3 days of sunshine warm enough to call it summer), it also gives parents plenty of time to get themselves organised for the new school term. You’d think!!!
Despite being organised in July with the purchase of most of the kids uniforms in the Marks and Spencers 20% off event, stationary, school bags and lunch boxes added to the list of items bought as the weeks counted down. I found myself in a complete meltdown! I had left things to the last minute again. Nine weeks of summer holidays clearly wasn’t enough time to get organised for the kids going back to school. I knew the dates they went back, they were in my dairy and in my phone. I had no excuse. So why then the last minute rush?
Fast forward to this morning, the alarm was set for 7am! I was already awake, I woke the kids got them up, washed and dressed and we were all sat eating breakfast for 8! It was an achievement, as all summer I had battled with them to to do anything within a timescale. We even had time for a quick face-time call from Dave, wishing them well and to have a great day in school.
We left the house for 8.30 and drove to school. Parking was madness and the air of excitement in the car had reached a new level when the kids spotted other children from their classes.
We walked our way through the school playground, my eldest who doesn’t start school until Friday came with us and helped Connie find her class line in the playground and her friends. I walked on through to the junior playground to find where Reubyn’s line for his class. We found it, put his bags down and without a second thought for me, ran off to play, leaving me standing alone. It was then I realised that was the summer holidays over, routine was back in our lives and I am for one very glad!
Fast forward 12.15, the bell rang and out of the classrooms came lots of happy children. The first day back at school was over! We came home changed out of their uniforms had lunch together. We chatted about their first day back, what their new teachers were like, who they are sitting beside and the buzz from their friends. They are even looking forward to going back again tomorrow!
We did it!!!
P.s maybe next year I’ll be a little more prepared!