Starting something new can be stressful and exciting all in one, it’s just sometimes the mixture of emotions that are different depending on how you like to live or just how you feel on the day.
Sometimes admitting change is difficult and can be hard to say or express, especially when your young and still reliant on loved ones to help you with daily tasks.
I have found with Billy that it depends on the day, sometimes he’s the first one in and other times he would rather watch from behind my legs and assess if this situation is worth the risk.
So, when it came to school in 2022, I wondered which mode we may end up in.
The odds looked good on him settling in, especial as he was a big fan of nursery and sure enough, he ran in and didn’t look back.
Until week two, it’s weird how one small change can make such a difference to an experience.
On this morning it was the dreaded TRAFFIC.
We arrived about 5 minutes after the doors opened and we got caught up with the children that found going into school difficult.
On this day there were a lot of tears and the occasional screamers.
But this was made worse by the school having a significant roof replacement that had meant Billy’s classroom entrance had become a long dark makeshift corridor with no lights.
The screams were coming from within the classroom.
As our usual morning routine, we started walking towards the dark entrance, hand in hand, before a quick kiss and a few moments watching Billy running in.
I used to laugh at the ‘behind the back wave’ he used to do to say goodbye.
But, on this day he froze and I continue walking to the point it was like elastic stretching so far it bounced back together.
We both ended up on the floor in an untidy heap.
After scrambling to my knees, I realised Billy was petrified.
His body was so still and his eyes were so wide.
A face that I only associated with hospital.
I instantly dragged him in to my arms and asked, ‘what hurts?’.
He explained that he was physically ok, but signed ‘crying’ and pointed to the dark corridor.
I smiled and said ‘some children don’t like school as much as you’.
He smiled, scrambled to his feet, and ran in with the obligatory behind the back wave.
Remember you may not feel strong but you are.
Love
The Rose-Tinted Mum
The Rose Tinted mum 