Time for School…

A big shout out to all of you who have little ones starting school next week. A year ago I was in the same boat when my eldest started Reception.

The whole summer was mixed feelings of both excitement for him but tinged with a little bit of sadness for me at the thought of my baby growing up and leaving me. I know I’m an old softie but I really did have a sad feeling in the pit of my stomach at ‘losing him’. I felt we needed to make the most of every single day of the summer holidays. I found myself reminiscing…..how could my baby be old enough to go to school? How did the past 4 years fly by so quickly? Had I made the most of them?

Then there are all the things you worry about…..Would he be ok? Would he make friends? What if he was sad and no one comforted him? Would the teachers help him if he couldn’t put his shoes on or find something? Would he be ok getting his lunch himself?

I felt sad at being robbed of our time together at soft play when its quiet while the big kids are in school, at losing our holidays out of school term time (Im still crying a little bit inside at the price of holidays in school holidays!)

Sunglasses were at the ready on day 1 for me for so many reasons! But ultimately because my baby was going off in to the big wide world.

A year on I can honestly say….he LOVES school. He loves learning, he loves being with his friends, he loves doing new things, he loves being a big schoolboy. He really can’t wait to go back in to year 1. When I happened to say the other day ‘Mummy is a bit sad that the summer holidays are going to be over soon because I’ve loved having you home with me’ his reply was ‘Don’t worry mummy I’ll miss you too, but Im so excited to go back and see all my friends again’. I couldn’t help but smile.

So whilst you may be feeling a little sad waving yours off on their first day at school, just think of all the fun and excitement they’ll have, the new friends they’ll make and all the things the big wide world will offer them. Of course your heart breaks a little as you wave them off but you also feel immensely proud of the little people they have become as they disappear off in to that classroom on their own, without you.

School does change them. They seem to grow up quicker than they have before, they change before your eyes. You don’t know everything they are up to as they are highly unlikely to give you any details when they get home!

But there are amazing things that happen too….when they start to read, when they start coming out of school with little notes they have written for you……yes that THEY have written. It’s a whole new world for them — reading and writing. It’s amazing and exciting how you see it slowly happening.

A year ago at the start of reception we were asked to write down our one wish for our child that year. Of course I wanted him to learn to read and to write etc. But my wish was ‘for him to be happy’ and he certainly is that. What more can I ask. I’m sure if you have little ones starting school this year you’ll be feeling exactly the same as me a year on.

I read this poem around this time last year and it really got me. Mum Emma Robinson from @motherhoodforslackers captured the feelings of so many mums when she wrote it. The poem was liked and shared a crazy number of times, and the reassuring response she then got from teacher Leonie Roberts is also lovely. Tissues at the ready, you have been warned!

Dear Teacher

I know you’re rather busy
First day back, there’s just no time
A whole new class of little ones
And this one here is mine

I’m sure you have things covered
And have done this lots before
But my boy is very little
He hasn’t long turned four

In his uniform this morning
He looked so tall and steady
But now beside your great big school
I’m not quite sure he’s ready

Do you help them eat their lunch?
Are you quick to soothe their fears?
And if he falls and hurts his knee
Will someone dry his tears?

And what if no-one plays with him?
What if someone’s mean?
What if two kids have a fight
And he’s caught in between?

You’re right, I have to leave now
It’s time for him to go
I’m sure he’ll learn so much from you
Things that I don’t know

Yes, I’m sure they settle quickly
That he’s fine now without me
I know he has to go to school
It’s just so fast, you see

It seems like just a blink ago
I first held him in my arms
It’s been my job to love, to teach
To keep him safe from harm

So, when I wave goodbye in a moment
And he turns to walk inside
Forgive me if I crumple
Into tears of loss and pride

I know as I give him one more kiss
And watch him walk away,
That he’ll never again be wholly mine
As he was before today.

Dear Parent,

I understand that you are scared
to wave your child goodbye
and leave him in a teacher’s hands
don’t worry if you cry!

I’m used to weeping parents
It’s hard to leave I know.
But it’s time to share him (just a bit)
To help him learn and grow.

Let me reassure you
That I’ll give your child my best
I’ll wipe his tears, soothe his fears
And change his dirty vest!

If your darling child is full of cold
I’ll blow their nose all day
Just like you, I’ll care for them
In a special way.

I’ll treat him like I would my own
I’ll catch him from a fall and
If there is ANY problem
I’ll be sure to tell you all.

It’s true he’ll grow to love us
They’ll talk of school a lot
It doesn’t mean they hate you
And that you should lose the plot!

I’ll tell you a secret..
That when your child is here
They talk to me as much of you
Of this please have no fear.

You’ll always be their mother
Whilst teachers come and go
To them you are their number one
This I truly know.

Soon you’ll see some changes
In your little girl or boy
They’ll become more independent
And to see this, it’s a joy!

I’ll teach them all I have to give
To share, climb and to write
But to you they safely will return
To tuck them in at night.

With love from a teacher…

So good luck to all you parents and to your little ones. It’s going to be a great adventure, and if nothing else……think of the me time!!!!

*caveat** whilst I’m telling you all it will be ok, please will someone remind me this time next year when my youngest is about to start school and I’m in floods of tears at losing my baby!!!


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