For a while there, I didn’t think that this day would ever come. But we’ve made it. To the end of the longest school term ever and today is the first day of seven long weeks of summer. My teenagers have already finished of course but my poor littlest two have literally crawled to the end. There is something so unnatural about waking sleeping children on a morning but no more. The alarm is off and lazy starts here we come.
My eldest daughter finished school after her GCSE exams so she has been off for five or six weeks already. A much needed break after the stress of the last few months although it has to be said that she handled it all brilliantly. I couldn’t be prouder. It has been lovely to have her all to myself for a while though. My son finished his first year of sixth form over a week ago and has set himself the task of watching the whole of The Sopranos. Part of me can’t help but think that his time might have been better spent looking for a little holiday job but you know. Not one to nag.
My nine year old has had such a brilliant year at school. I think a big part of it was that she had the same teachers and classroom for the second year running. She’s not very good with change and that made such a difference. It’s all change come September but I’m sure it won’t be anything that we can’t manage. Her confidence has just grown and grown and her end of term report was superb. She was dreading Sports Day this year but actually she amazingly well on the day and took part in two races. I was so proud of her for pushing herself. Her little face as she crossed the finishing line was a picture!
My youngest daughter is making the huge step from infants to juniors come September and she is taking it all in her stride. It is the same school but two separate buildings but the school are well practised at making the transition as smooth as possible. They have spent time over in the junior building over the last few weeks and got to meet their new teachers. We were even invited along to a picnic organised by the current Year 3 children and it was so lovely. My daughter is actually going to have the teacher that taught her in Year 1 and I couldn’t be happier about it. She has taught all four of my children at some point over the years and we love her to bits! I think she will settle into junior school really well and I don’t feel the slightest bit wobbly about saying goodbye to infants. It has been a lovely chapter of our lives but it’s nice to see her so ready for this next step. She’s at such a lovely age right now and it’s a pleasure to watch her take these big new steps. I’m loving every minute of where we are as a family right now.
I love the summer holidays I really do. There is just something so lovely about having those weeks of freedom ahead. I also know how lucky I am to be at home and enjoy them having previously been the stressed out working mother who would dread this holiday and the childcare problems that came with it. The older they get though, I know that these long summers together really are numbered. My teenagers are sixteen and seventeen now so it won’t be long until their summers are filled with plans of their own that won’t include me! But for now at least, I get to enjoy having a full nest. And I really do plan to enjoy every minute of it.