Hello!
How are you doing? What’s new?
It’s been a week of preparation at this end. Preparing for a meeting (me); preparing for exams (Older Miss); preparing for Mummy going to work (Bubs… and me!).
GCSE’s start this week and OM has been steadily revising for months now. She feels confident, she feels ready.
It’s a bittersweet time for me. My baby is growing up, finishing school and, in reality, I only have a couple more years of her at home before she heads off to uni and puts her ‘life plan’ into action which includes teaching abroad ☹
But this is what I’ve been preparing her for her whole life – to be independent. To do what she loves so that work never feels like work. To take care of herself emotionally, physically, spiritually, financially.
I’m confident she will soar.
But, I can also guarantee I will cry as she does… 😊
I’ll be taking on some temp work helping out with invigilating for the exam period. Bubs was delighted for me and even gave me a round of applause followed by:
‘Everyone clap for Mummy who now has a real job!’
Thanks for the backhanded compliment, Son…
When it comes to putting this into practice though? Bubs is not quite so happy.
I had a meeting to get to this morning. Bubs told me I looked really smart but apparently, my [so I thought] smart black coat, looked like a dressing gown. I told him thanks, of course.
I’d already told Bubs I wouldn’t be taking him to school today but I would be back in time to pick him up. He said OK.
Well, you’re not gonna believe this, but the moment I said I had to leave, Bubs had a full-on meltdown..!
‘Why can’t you take me to school?!’
‘I don’t want you to go!’
‘Can’t you just tell them you’ll come later?’
My heart was breaking and it took everything in me to not start crying myself while I hugged my little boy.
His tears stopped enough for me to leave. A few minutes later I was on the bus when my phone rang. It was my mum. As I’d only just left them, I was surprised to see her number. But when I answered, it was Bubs.
‘Hi, Mummy.’
‘Hi, Son. You OK?’
‘Yeah. I just wanted to say sorry for creating a bit of a fuss.’
I smiled at how my son often sounds a lot older and wiser than his six years.
Change is good. BUT change can be hard.
Sometimes a period of adjustment is needed, no matter how old you are.
Have a good week, speak soon xx
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