September is a strange old month. As a parent, it is filled with so many emotions. You can almost smell the back to school feeling in the air. There’s excitement and anticipation as well as mild panic as you try to get yourself organised for the big return and the inevitable onslaught of name labels, after-school clubs, packed lunches, and school runs!
It feels like only yesterday that my ‘baby’ started his first year at school. One day he was toddling around in his hooded baby towel and the next he was walking into the playground wearing his brand-new, oversized uniform and shiny shoes! Little could I imagine the towering teenager he would become. And still his uniform doesn’t fit properly! But, this time it’s the trousers that are mysteriously forever too short; and don’t get me started on school shoes and teenage feet that seem to grow like lightning over the summer holidays!
What I also remember vividly about his first day at school are the intensely mixed feelings as I stood with all the other parents in the playground as we waited to hand over our precious cargo. On one hand, there was the thought of a whole day stretching ahead of us in which to get jobs done – although nobody warned us how short a school day actually is! On the other hand, there was that niggling feeling that we were losing a tiny bit of them.
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