When is school going to reopen? When can I get that few hours to myself? He is probably bored himself. Ipad!!! No Ipad. How much TV am I allowed to let him watch. Josh please sleep. Don’t, please not now… The thoughts are never ending. Summer holidays can be long and tiresome for the parents. Talk about an inquisitive 4 year old. “Mumma, why does Dada have to work so hard? Mumma why did the Meteor hit the earth and kill all the dinosaurs? Mumma sometimes why do you sound like a robot? Mumma people will think you are poor (when I wear ripped jeans). Mumma why does poopy smell? Bless him, I wish I had the answers to all his questions. Answers to all the why’s, what’s and but if’s…. If only I was a sister concern of google. I can rant on but it doesn’t change the fact that my little baby is growing up and there is nothing I can do about it. I can crib all I want but at the end of the day time stops for no man and we are no exceptions.
As much as Josh and I both wanted school to reopen, I think he wanted it a lot more than me and that makes me sad. On one hand its great that he will make new friends, broaden his learning curve and have a proficient academic year ahead but on the other hand he is growing up!!! He is a smart, kind, loving, caring and thoughtful little boy and I wish him all the success in the world but I would also like for him to remain my baby forever!
After being on no schedule for 2 months, Josh was up and buzzing when I woke him at 6am this morning. He was beyond excited to go to school and I couldn’t stop myself from worrying – Is he going to make good friends? Will he be okay during playtime. When these thoughts of worry flood my brain, I have to remind myself that he is my child but he is also a child of Daddy God. Joshua is well sorted but as a parent it is also my responsibility to cover him in prayer. My parents visited last evening to pray for Josh and his new school term, that he would excel and enjoy every moment of it and I am certain by God’s favor and grace he truly will have the best time.
Today was his first day back at school and Josh couldn’t be more excited this morning. I had prepared his clothes and backpack last night itself and while doing so couldn’t help thinking – can’t believe the day is here. Can’t believe you have moved up one class, from K1 to K2. My baby is no longer my baby, but a little boy. There was no fuss to eat his breakfast or put on him clothes, just a twinkle in his eye which said it all.
On the way to school, Josh named a few of his previous classmates and enquired whether they would be in his class. Luckily from the list put up in school I knew some of his friends would be in the same sub section as him. As we were pulling into school, Josh told me, “Mumma I can show you the way to the K2 classes as you probably have no idea where it would be”. I couldn’t help myself but smirk. As he walked to class, he confidently waved to the security and all the other familiar faces he saw. The smile on his face as we stepped into his new classroom was priceless. “Mumma, I love my new class”, Josh said. I couldn’t be more grateful.
How I wish I had a reading corner like this at the school I went to. How cute is this little corner?
No lego in school, so what? Blocks are just fine.
The welcome note from the teacher to the new class.
I am sure most moms can relate to my emotions but at the end of the day what lets us sleep in peace is that our children are happy and healthy. I wish Josh and all the other kids who are back at school, a fantastic year ahead.