After submitting our application for a school place a couple of weeks ago, I’ve been thinking a lot about how Amelia starting primary school is going to change our lives. At the risk of sounding like a cliche, she’s so small!
A couple of weeks ago I talked about whether I was ready for Amelia to go to school (I am) and whether I thought she was ready (she is).
Starting primary school, ready or not, is a huge deal. There’s so much to consider, from routines and schedules to how they’ll cope going it alone five days a week. Alright, she won’t exactly be alone surrounded by all her teachers and class mates, but she’ll be Amelia in her own right, rather than an extension of me (so to speak) for 70% of the week.
I doubt I’m the first Mum in history to worry about their other children when one starts primary school, and I am concerned about Wills. He enjoys our days at home together at the moment, but it’s not all week. Amelia goes to nursery two full days and half day. I’ll admit the house is far more chaotic when she’s home; there’s more screeching and fighting that’s for sure, but he loves having her home.
The majority of the time they play together fabulously, and I can always hear them giggling together over some unknown game or secret joke. He’s beginning to understand and embrace her big squeezy cuddles, rather than desperately trying to escape from them, and watching their relationship blossom is adorable.
My first thought (I know I’m not alone here) when I was applying for Amelia’s school place was;
“Think of all the time I’ll have!”
But as time goes on, I’m not convinced that’s going to be the case. Wills’ nap time is usually when I get things done around the house, or catch up with work, and that’s usually when Amelia has her quiet time. As for the rest of the time, I’m beginning to realise how much of it will be filled with making sure Wills is socialising with other children, keeping up with school related activities, extra-curriculars, and homework!
There’s things like parents’ evenings to consider, school trips, plays, assemblies, and the dreaded school uniform shop!
I tend not to worry about things in general until they are upon me and I actually have to deal with them. I find that’s the best way not to let life stress me out. But I can’t help but wonder how we will all adapt to our new lives.
Are you ready?