| Posted: 29 August 2007 at 8:40pm | IP Logged
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Well, the boys go back to school tomorrow, and I really don't want them to go! Isn't it supposed to be the kids who get worried about it, and the mum who waves them off cheerily thinking about all the free time she's going to have (althought I still have Joe at home).
We've just had such a nice summer. It's been great not having to run around in the mornings, no nagging to get dressed or brush their teeth etc, and just having time together doing not a lot.
Not only that, but now they're back, my life is going to get a whole ton busier as I'm starting a course and have to do a number of work-based hours for it too, as well as rushing around with school and all the after school things that have been on the back burner. I was enjoying the quiet life! I know all good things must come to an end, but I really do feel down about it. I know that you have to let your children grow up and grow away from you, but I don't want to! I've loved having them here with me and don't want to share them again just yet!
The boys themselves have been mostly fine about it, until tonight. Noah had a small wobbler earler when I got him to try on his pe shoes, and he got a bit upset saying he didn't like pe, but that was quickly resolved. Then Ethan was fine until bedtime, when he dissolved into tears worried about going back, he doesn't know who he's going to sit with, his two best friends are in a different class, the big kids will pick on him, etc etc etc. I tried to reassure him saying that worrying about something we've still to do is the hardest thing, and once he's there he'll be fine, but he does worry so much, and he does take things so to heart, and doesn't believe me anyway so I can't help but worry about him!
Aaagh! Love my kids to bits. Hate being a parent sometimes. Hate when they get so big that they're crying about stuff that really is painful and a magic kiss no longer helps. How are we supposed to deal with that? And he's only 7! Something tells me that I'd better find a way to: a)help him; and b) cope myself before he gets too much older. Ideas anyone?
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