21 Feb School is back! Trying to find our groove is harder than we thought.
The summer holidays seem like they are long gone and the usual school day routines have kicked into full swing. I officially survived my first summer/Christmas holidays.
At the beginning of the school holidays Mr. Energetic, Little Miss and I wrote out a massive list of things we wanted to do over the holidays. I now know how mad I was, setting such high expectations for not only the children but also myself. Even suggesting to Mr. Energetic that we would do them all was crazy because he made me accountable and would be devastated if I went back on my word. I can understand why my mum would always say “maybe!” or “we’ll see!” when I was a child. As a mum I never wanted to use these sayings; they would drive me insane because by saying “we’ll see!” I always held onto the possibility of everything happening (I’m a half glass full kind of person). So, of course, I did the opposite and said ‘Sure let’s do everything!’. I’m sure there are many parenting books out there that would advise not to do this, but hey I’m a sucker for fun. The main thing is we had a lot of fun, made many memories and enjoyed being together (well most of the time).
Here are some of our adventures:
1. We went camping and stayed at Dalmeny Campground – besides the mini hurricane it was an awesome weekend.
Now school year has begun, and we’re trying to get back into a routine of normality. Mr Energetic has started year one, and I think I was even more nervous about this progression than he was. Kindergarten had been so familiar, his confidence had come along in leaps and bounds, and he had a great relationship with his teacher. I thought everything was going perfectly fine in the first week, then came the thunder and lightning. BOOM! Monday morning the second week. We woke up like a massive grey cloud was hanging over the house, and Mr. Energetic was not getting out of bed, he was crying like there was a monster at the door, yelling out of control; “I’M NOT GOING TO SCHOOL, YOU CAN’T MAKE ME”. Now generally if he were playing around I would have just told him to get up and get on with it but, this was different he was beyond upset, and my heart broke. It took me ages to calm him down, and it was then that I realised we had let him down. I had been so focused on him having a great holiday, that I forgot to prepare him for all the changes that were about to happen. I had forgotten what it was like starting a new year with a new teacher, a new classroom and well everything being just new. When I finally got him to open up, he talked about how everything had changed, and the work was too hard in year one. He was so worried that he didn’t know how to approach his new teacher and that the work he was doing was nothing like kindy, it was like a new language.
Ah, lightbulb moment! I had missed the signs, and at that point, I wished I had read those parenting books. Mr. Energetics had lost all of his routines, and his expectations of ‘normal’ had changed too quickly for him to process it. Again, failure on my behalf, I just assumed he would pick up where he left off. So, after some very lengthy discussion and a lot of hugging we slowly got ready for school and came up a few coping strategies that Mr. Energetic felt comfortable with, and he finally agreed to go back to school.
Thankfully, his new teacher was very understanding, and Mr. Energetic was able to talk about his worries. I could see on his face that he felt relieved to voice his concerns, and with a quick hug and some reassurance; my happy little man was back and racing off to play with his mates. We’re now in week four, and Mr. Energetic is still facing small hurdles each day but feeling much more comfortable with his new class and being in year one. Fingers crossed our strategies continue to work and the term/year slowly improves.
All I know is I have learnt a few lesson or two out of this, maybe next year I will be more prepared. Oh hang on, I have Little Miss starting kindy next year, I may have to read some of those parenting books after all.