School – Day 2

School – Day 2

It’s 10.30 and I’m sat sobbing into my cup of tea absolutely exhausted. It’s not because I’m missing my baby now he’s at school but, because of this mornings epic fight to get him to school.

I got them all up slightly earlier this morning as I thought he might be a bit reluctant to go to school again today. He was awake in the middle of the night for no apparent reason and today is his 5th birthday. I thought I would allow myself a bit of extra time.

The extra time I allowed was about 3 hours too little! He was fine eating his breakfast but then things went downhill. He refused to get dressed. He kicked me (and his sisters) while I tried to fight him into his uniform. He was screaming so loudly the neighbours came round to find out if we were OK.

His friend knocked on the door to walk with us to school and he stood there, in his pants, and shouted at him. I’m guessing we’ll be walking to school on our own from now on!

By 9am, when he should have been in school, he was dressed in just pants and socks in the hall with all his siblings screaming in the living room.

I did eventually get him dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, loaded in the car and delivered to school reception with his uniform in a bag. I sat outside the school and cried. I know it’s a massive change and he’s the first to go to school but how can he hate it so much already?

I was scrapped off the ground by another Mum who offered me tissues, a hug and a partially melted bar of chocolate! She was lovely and I guess upset reception parents aren’t a rarity. 

I really thought he’d enjoy school. He’s been looking forward to it for months and is finally reunited with his best friend again. I’m going to speak with his teacher when I pick him up at lunch. I’m sure he’s not the only new pupil to not want to go to school. I’m hoping she can help as I just don’t know what to do with him. Please tell me this gets easier.

2 thoughts on “School – Day 2

  1. Oh sweetie, when they’re so angry and upset it’s hard to keep up the momentum and energy to get them to school. I feel for you, I had it when my little one went to pre-school just two days a week – although we didn’t have a set time to get in it was sometimes impossible to drag him there before 10am.
    You have to be strong and stick to your guns, and then break down out of sight – one thing I’ve learnt as a parent is that it’s OK to be emotional, better out than in!
    From my experience it does get easier; we used to talk about preschool at dinner time, the good things he did/who he played with etc for reinforcing the positives. Then at night time got his clothes out for the next day and agreed which one of his toys he can take with him next time he went because Panda/Batman etc wants to see him be a big boy playing with his friends. His teachers used to ensure his toy’s head was poking out from his rucksack and looking into the room/carpet, so my boy could show his toy just how good he was being!
    I’m sure your teacher will have some great advice, but don’t get disheartened. It will get better xx

    1. Thanks for the lovely comment. I needed someone to tell me it gets better. Nobody tells you how hard this parenting malarkey is. It should definitely come with a health warning!
      I’m trying to stick to my guns but it’s so hard watching them getting worked up. I was determined he was going to school though. I can’t let him see me weak or I’ll make it worse. Fingers crossed for a happy boy when I go get him in a bit xx

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