For the last few days I’ve been running around like crazy. Doing things here and buying stuff there, all with the sole purpose of being ready for back-to-school and all that it involves. But tonight I took a breath and stopped for a moment.
The girls begin their new school year tomorrow. First day back at school.
A very big deal for them.
A big deal for me too. The run-as-fast-as-you-can treadmill now turns in motion again after the slower pace of the summer months. Are you all ready for it? I’m not so sure I am. (gulp!)
I did the last-minute jobs today. Replacing that one school book that we seem to have lost since June. There is always one book problem, isn’t there? And checking we have all the edible necessaries for lunches tomorrow. These things had taken my mind off how the girls were feeling about their big day.
But this evening, I stopped and listened. Despite the excitement of seeing their pals, there were a few tears and anxieties tonight about what lies ahead tomorrow.
There seems to be a real mountain to climb. Going from “Did you see how many workbooks I have?” and the prospect of lots of homework, to new sports, friendships that may be changing, mean girls who will still be mean, forever friends who will always be friends, and new classrooms and teachers to get to know.
Sometimes it is difficult for kids to figure out how to cope with it all. They haven’t been on this planet for very long after all.
Now is the time for this Mammy to step up to the mark, provide food, inspiring words and emotional support.
Reporting for duty, Sir!
Ps. Sorry I haven’t been replying to your comments here or reading your blogs as often as normal, but things have been a bit hectic. I will get back to normal soon, I promise.