Today was Mia's first day back at school, she's now in class 2 and i can't believe how quickly her first school year flew by, this was her exactly one year ago to the day, fresh and ready to start her school career...
This time last year she cried all the way to school , sobbing , sniffing and clinging to my limbs refusing to go into that big busy classroom without me. This lasted for 4 whole weeks and i didn't think she would ever settle, that is why today was so momentous for us, she happily strolled from the car to the school gates and before i could give her a good luck kiss she was off playing with all her class mates whom she had missed so much over the holidays and she hardly even glanced at me when the whistle blew for her to line up and enter her new classroom. I should have been pleased as punch, but although i was proud of how far she had come i was also sad that my little girl was growing up so quickly and becoming so independent, not needing me in the way that she had before, i suppose i better toughen up because I'll have to go through it all again next September when Sofia starts big school and before i know it the twins will be needing a uniform too.
As usual i left everything until the last minute and i only purchased Mia's uniform yesterday! I made a mad dash to M&S and got her absolutely everything from underwear to shoes and shirts, i even bought her the most gorgeous school coat ever and this morning when she was all dressed up she looked absolutely amazing in it. Last year i made the mistake of buying all her uniform from the school, only to discover i had paid a fortune for shirts that shrink and cardigans that fade after two wash cycles!
We had a little bit of drama last night when Mia still on holiday mode refused to go to bed, this carried on with me up and down the stairs trying and failing to get her to sleep until it had gone 10pm and i had lost my patience. I stormed up the stairs and gently flung her onto her bed, only for her to bounce back and catch her lip on the side of the bed! I promise i was very gentle and i was completely horrified and guilt ridden, i cried, she cried and i had visions of social services banging down my door!! Me dramatic never, anyway she was absolutely fine this morning, but i wasn't, i didn't get a wink of sleep worrying about her and feeling so guilty, i don't think I'll be winning mother of the year anytime soon, but lesson learned - keep my cool. So after last nights events i have been trying to compensate with lots of ice cream, banana and custard and lots of pink milk, i feel awful, like it has ruined my fresh new start to the school year. This has put me on a downer all day, sitting in the house watching the rain trickling down the windows eating industrial sized packets of biscuits with tea, trying to make myself feel better!