Week 4

We're in week four of kindergarten and things are starting to look up. The first few weeks were geart wrenching leaving a screaming child at the gate. I would cry when i was out of his sight, then his teachers would call and tell me he was fine and playing. 2 pm couldnt come fast enough, just so i knew he was okay.

Each day got somewhat easier. The tears were still around but hearing him tell me about his friends and what new things he was learning made me confident id done the right thing by changing his school.

Today i dropped him off and things felt different, he wanted to help put his bag away, he wanted to see what toys were out, he kissed me goodbye and told me he loved me. As i was walking away i heard him tell his teacher excitedly, "i didnt cry today!" I love that little guy.

My kids are trying to kill me

Today was one of those days where i realised how much we, as parents, do for our children with absolutely no fucks given by them.

Buy them nice things for them to leave outside, in the dirt and the rain. Or use the awesome toys we buy them as weapons for siblings heads. Or my walls.

We slave away cleaning all day for them to mindlessly spill cups of milk on our freshly mopped floors. To walk around with food after repeatedly being told to sit down, now the floor is covered in crumbs.

To cook nutritious meals, even going to the effort to hide vegetables, only for them to turn up their cute little noses and demand biscuits before they've even tasted said meal.

To do the dreaded grocery shop so they dont starve, only to have them squish half the food in the trolley by the time we make it to the checkout. To scream and carry on when they see confectionery items. To houdini out of the trolley straps when your back is turned.

Is this enough examples for you? Tonight i am done, bedtime cannot come a minute too soon and i know theres going to a drama with one of them. I really hope im not the only parent who feels this sometimes, that would be plain awkward.

First week of kindy

We survived the first week of kindy! Hoorah. It was huge for all of us, Seb was pooped by friday and by pooped i mean dead tired. He hadnt been to daycare for 5 weeks before starting at his new school so i think it was a shock to his system, to all of our systems.

He was soo fine the first day, gave me a kiss and said goodbye, second day there were tears but after a phone call an hour after drop off, i was assured he was more then fine. Friday was more annoying than anything else. He knew what he had to do but he didnt want too, he was argumentative but he didnt cry and had the best day. He goes back tomorrow so I'm hoping he's fine and happy to go.

I thought i would have so much more time to get things done! I was so wrong! Seb's there for 6 hours, Daisy sleeps for 3 hours so i have 3 hours to get stuff done. Not.enough.time! I think its just a huge adjustment for all of us, we need to work out the kinks but im happy knowing its the best decision for Seb.