Today was the day, we have been waiting for this day for a long long time. I was up at 6.30am, washed my hair, cleaned my teeth extra well, painstakingly applied makeup in a way to try and make me look like I have made no effort and always loo naturally fresh faced. At 6.30am I have a tendency to look a little like the Gruffalo with no hairy wart on the end of my nose (it’s on my chin for those that are interested) so it takes a lot of make up to make it look like I am not wearing any. My outfit was chosen the night before, and nails were filed and toenail polish applied. By 7.45 I was as ready as I would ever be – oh yes I was ready for my first ever school run!
Clearly twin one and twin two were not as organised as me for my first school drop off and their first day at school. Twin girl had neglected to mention to me that she had outgrown her wellies that she needs to have at school from day one in case of flash floods and twin boy hadn’t ordered enough name labels from the internet so has to now suffer the shame of having clothes hastily marked with a black permanent ink which clearly shows on the exterior of his t-shirts. Both of them had cleverly managed to hide the school info in a red file marked school info which took me a good two hours to find. Plus twin girl had clearly not ironed her cardie.
By some miracle we all managed to leave the house along with he who helped create them at 8.25am, beautiful baby had a shorter feed than usual and was badly in need of a nappy change but we persevered onwards ignoring these minor obstacles. We attempted to get some photos but one or both of the ‘big kids’ kept insisting on sticking their tongues out so I am going to wait for another day, take some better ones and stick them in the album with the caption ‘first day at school’.
We arrived at big school well quite frankly I was a wreck, what if the other mums were mean to me? what if they wouldn’t let me play with them after the kids had gone into class? I clung to he who helped create them like a flea to a mangy dog. Beautiful baby acted impeccably using her newborn cuteness to entice new friends over to her mummy. Twin one and two waited impatiently to be free of us, Twin boy managed to do a stupendous sneeze as we walked in through the gates which created a mass of bogeys but to be fair rather than wiping on his top as normal he produced a tissue from his little man shorts instead – growing up already, next thing you know he will be wiping his own bum!
So eventually the kid’s teacher made an appearance and took them away to teach them everything they need to know leaving me free to go to ‘tea and tissues’ in the school hall. To be honest tears were the furthest from my mind as my little wild animals headed into the school zoo to be tamed. However when I arrived in the school hall and realised that everyone seems to know each other except me little tears threatened to reveal that I was actually wearing mascara. Still small steps were taken and I managed to strike up a few small conversations and no one ran away screaming from me.
So all in all, me, twin one and two sat down this evening and compared notes. Their verdict was that school is fantastic and they made loads of friends and had some really funny stories read to them and played with loads of new toys. I am not as easily convinced; I really miss my nursery school, I had all my friends there and we used to hang out in the park after class sometimes we had picnics other times we just chatted and played. Even beautiful baby had two other baby buddies to sit and stare at so she has suffered a little as well at this upheaval in our lifestyle. Still for the sake of the children I am going to give it another go tomorrow….., plus he who helped create them says I have to go!
Wish me luck…
What a lovely post! My baby turned 11 on 26th of August and started secondary school today! I blubbed, silently, as I kissed the air beside his right ear (“IT IS NOT COOL TO KISS MUM” he growled…which made me blubb more). He didn’t even look back! Make the most of now as it goes in the blink of a smudged mascared eye….
Love the blog!
Mae xx
Oh my goodness, you went to all that effort for the school run?! I’m lucky if I remember to run a brush through my hair in the morning! Perhaps that’s why the ‘at the school gate mummies’ never wanted to be my friend – beware the northern bag-lady mummy – lol! Think I might have to up my game next week when it’s my turn for the first drop off!
When I started reading thought you were going to some grand do! I haven’t reached the school stage yet but can just imagine myself drowning in my tears!! Came by from BMB and really liking your blog and the clean, uncluttered style makes it very easy to read.