back to school

Good luck to teachers too!

Loving all the back to school photos… another 48hours to go here!
With all the good lucks to all the kids, let’s not forget a big Good Luck to all of the teachers, who are under immense pressure: 

– from ridiculous curriculum changes and education rules and regulations

– from the kids that they don’t want to fail 

– from the parents that they feel that they can’t please no matter how much they do

– and of course from themselves to do a good job.

A normally thankless job, I want to thank teachers for the hours and hours they spend preparing lessons and marking books. For the time they spend tossing and turning at night because they are worried they haven’t done enough to get their kids through their SATS or catch up those kids that may be falling behind. For the time they stress about the children with additional needs that they can’t dedicate enough time to because they don’t have the capacity for more 1-1 attention. For the time they spend worrying a child may be being neglected at home, and even though they have done everything in their power to help, it hasn’t made a difference. For all the stress, the worry and the frustration the year will bring – thank you.
Teacher’s today are so much more than just teachers. They are helping to raise and shape a new generation too. Good luck guys. I’ve tagged a few of you I know here.
If you are thankful for our teachers, please feel free to share this post to let them know. xxx

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What a mum really feels when her kids go back to school

This week, up and down the country armies of parents will be cheering as their little bundles of joy will be returning to school! It follows 6(ish!) weeks of wonderful bonding time with them – and of course playing referee between them and their siblings 24/7! No doubt they have eaten them out of house and home, made too much noise, too much mess and not listened to what they were told. They have probably uttered the b-word at least 3 times each day … “Muuuuuum I’m BORED”. So yes, it’s a blessed relief when, for 6 hours of each day, they are someone else’s responsibility! 

I’ll be one of those mums tomorrow. Have you seen that YouTube video of the monkey dancing? If not it’s here: Monkey dance!

That will be me… All the way back to the car! 

But…. Whilst I’m dancing on the outside there will be a little piece of me that is lost on the inside. A tiny, microscopic piece of my heart gets chipped away each time they return to school because it means that they are one step closer to growing up. 

Don’t get me wrong, I know every day is a day older, a day more independent etc, but the first day back is a milestone. Another year further on in their education, another year of expectations of them to do well. Another year of them learning to be independent which, although I know they need to do, makes me worried about the time that they won’t need me so much anymore. 

Another year of worrying that they are happy in school, that they have good friends, that they aren’t being bullied and that they aren’t afraid to be themselves. 

So when you look at me, the mum on the school gates who is outwardly cheering that her little horrors have gone back to school, know that whilst I might seem heartless and like I’m wishing the years away, on the inside I’m a little sad, worried and emotional too. 

Good luck to all the kiddies who are starting new schools and classes this week, and those simply “going back to school”. I know you’ll do great. 

Dee xoxox