I had it all worked out; I’d buy the food the day before to make sure it would stay fresh, bath and wash & style their hair, read them a story and put them to bed at 7.30pm – then I’d sew and iron on all the labels, lay out the uniform and make sure the bag and shoes were waiting by the door in preparation for their first day back at school.
Little thought went into any emotions until we reached the front door and my youngest little girl, Lady P found her box with her name on, popped in her bag and made her way to her first classroom. A wash of emotions caught me by surprise and before I knew it I was in floods of tears. A really close friend of mine actually works in the same class P is attending, she didn’t see me break down thankfully, but I’m happy in the knowledge that my smallest will be with familiar people.
Both my little girls now attend one of the best primary schools in Buckinghamshire and I know that they will be so happy there – but I still can’t help feeling a little sad to see them grow up so quickly, it doesn’t seem that long ago since I was cradling them in my arms as little babies…
I wish everyone else experiencing the same today a happy first day back for their little ones – I’m sure we will be hearing all about their day later with smiles….meanwhile, I have to call the school as I stupidly can’t remember what time I have to pick up the smallest…d’oh!!