It’s not like I’ve never had to wave little people off on their first ever day at school, so I was surprised to find myself feeling a little teary eyed this morning when the 4 year old started for the first time.
It’s the end of an era, though. As said 4 year old was born a month before the 8 year old started full-time school, I had a new born baby to look after and fill my time which is obviously a full time job in itself. For the past eight years there’s always been a baby/small child around me to look after all day, every day, so now it’s just me it feels like an arm has been chopped off!
I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be by myself for an entire day. I can start rediscovering ‘me’ again.
I always worked up until having the 4 year old, but when he came along there was no way I could afford £800 a month just on the childcare for both of them, so became a stay at home mum.
Now though, I can get back out there as they’re in school all day.
It’s great being able to have long forgotten time for me, but I can see the novelty wearing off very quickly! Give it a few weeks I’ll be pacing the floors, bored out of my head! :-)