Well the time has finally come! From the filling in of the “Application for a
Place in Year R”, to the anxious wait to find out which school Miss Bags would
be going to, to her last day at Pre-School, Miss Bags has started Big School!
As any mother knows, I have mixed feelings about this…. Miss
Bags was completely unfazed by her last day at Pre-School last week; in fact it
was I who was crying in the carpark! She
is so grown up, and independent, and matter of fact. She takes everything in her stride….. In her
own words she said to me, “Mummy, it’s actually my last day at Buttercups, then
we are going to see Granny and Grumpy, and then I start Big School,
and then it will be Christmas – I am going to be so busy!”
She is almost a million miles away from the shy two year old
who started pre-school 19 months ago; and yet she is still my baby girl.
She is so ready for the challenges, excitement and
opportunity that Big
School brings, and yet
when I look at her, she is still so small.
Part of me wants to hold her close, and never let her go out into that
big wide scary world, but conversely part of me is longing to see her grow and
change and become, well, my big girl!
So as I waved her off into her classroom yesterday morning (dump
and run is the best approach for me when dropping her off – especially as it’s
me who is likely to be sobbing uncontrollably and not Miss Bags!), her in her
red uniform, in her shiny new shoes, clutching her book bag; and me with tears
glistening in my eyes clutching Crummy Hubby’s hand, I know that she will love
every second of school. I know that she
will make new friends, and learn new things and generally have the time of her
life! And I? Well, I will have to get used to the fact
that my wee girl is growing up, and savour every second of her journey. As Miss Bags herself said, “I am going to be
so busy!”
