Losing a child gaining an adolescence.

The uniform is hanging neatly on hangers like soldiers standing to attention, the name tapes sewn in, the new Cath Kidston bag bought for the occasion (along with the Jack Wills pencil case and scientific calculator) had all their new tags ripped off.  The bus pass is in its holder and the the freshly cut front door key attached to its new keyring. 

My millenium baby like thousands of other 11 year olds is starting seconadry school.  I can still remember bringing my first baby home from the hopspital and those first few weeks and months  where she depended on me for everything and now that cute dinky dressed baby has turned into – well into this beautiful confident girl on the brink of a new chapter.

As Chloe will be going on the bus it seems strange to think that I will have very little contact with her new school.  Her friends will not necessarily be those living by us and her teachers will just be names on the timetable for me – not a person that I see in the school playground and see at the end of each school day.

She will be making her own way to from school, she will be eating a lunch that she chooses herself – no more mum choosing the menu and sending it into school for her!  I only hope she doesn’t try to live off the school flapjacks.

She will be letting herself into the house until I return from work with the younger two. 

So how do I feel?  A little old – a little uncertain and most of all a little bit of trepidation.

Will this change her much over the next few weeks and months.  Chloe has always been such a good girl at school, works and gives 100% even when some subjects don’t come easily. 

My plan of action over the next few weeks to help her and us adjust to this new chapter is

1. Make sure that she spends some quality with me and some one to one time so we can keep talking about school.

2. Get her quickly into a new routine that will help her manage her time and homework.

3. Ensures that she has some fun with her friends that continue to help her settle and thrive.

Eik it is a scary time though!

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