It's my last full day with both the girls before they start back their school adventures. I've never been one to go straight back into life's routine after any time out. When I was young after any half term/summer holiday I would cry because I didn't want to go back. I'm not ashamed to say it, I'm still like that now. I'm not ready for the change. Eva is starting her very own school journey. She is so excited and it's s joy to watch her face light up like a Christmas tree when you mention school or when she talks about it. She's going to make the transition from pre schooler to schooler look like a walk in the park. To me she's still a little young, she likes to occasionally have an afternoon snooze, she loves to throw a tantrum that makes any supermodels meltdown look a joke. How is my girl going to cope with a full on school? Then there's my big girl, my sesitive soul and homebird, we can't really discuss school because she just doesn't want to go back. I know her anxieties will be brewing, bubbling under the surface of her wide smilie grin. She's in key stage 2 now, class room set ups are different, a brand new teacher plus coping with us not all being together all the time. That right there is a BIG struggle for her, but my girl it's a struggle for me too.
I know deep down they will have a blast and I can't wait to hear about what they get up to, it'll be like summer never happened and routine will become the norm once again. My heart if full of love for these girls and it's bursting with pride. So for today we are going to enjoy our last full day with breakfast in bed, head to Belton House for a play in the park, just me and them no sharing allowed with anyone else until Daddy comes home from work, we've got uniforms to get organised all while I steal myself away to shed some tears in the bathroom or kitchen.
Love from an overly emotional