Oh…I do so want the world for my boy, and then some.
But just indulge me here for a moment….overthinking much? Me?
This morning…this very day…my heart is in tail spin as my first born heads off to school.
So here it is….
- What if his poo and bum talk isn’t quite as comically well received as it was in pre-school?
- What if he forgets to drink water or needs a band aid?
- What if some little upstart calls him a Ranga? (FYI: his hair is a thousand shades of curious beautiful)
- What if he is mean to other kids and someone’s mum calls him a bully?
- What if he is sick and I don’t hear my phone?
- What if I get in trouble and am called in to discuss my rubbish lunches?
- What if he smells of his teacher’s perfume when I hug him at pick-up?
- What if he starts singing songs that I don’t know?
- What if the gaggle of school mums just aren’t my bag?
- What if he picks his nose and eats it and the other kids call him “Snotter” day 1 and it never goes?
- What if the shoes I bought him are all wrong and he gets blisters?
- What if he misses me?
- What if he doesn’t miss me?
- What if his sister doesn’t give me 5 seconds to breathe after losing her playmate?
- What if he just doesn’t ‘get’ it? Any of it!!
- What if I miss the newsletter and overlook dress up day or an excursion or a teddy bear picnic or something or everything?
- What if he decides to be a school refuser?
But what if…?
What if today is the start of something incredibly wonderful?
What if he learns to read and begins a life long love of learning?
What if he grows up? Becomes more independent? Makes forever friends? What if I do?
This…
It’s THIS stuff I need to focus on.
So Anna…breathe…
Stop overthinking it…
Get ready to kiss that little boy good-bye without him seeing your heart exploding.
Smash that joint, my little lovely fella.
I may be a Mummy Muckup at times, but I am forever yours.
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