We have only been back at school for a week now and everyone is adjusting to their new routines.
Big T is in second grade this year. So he is adjusting to being back at school all day long. As always, the first week or so they spend their time reviewing spelling, math, sentence structure, and just basically getting back into the swing of things while trying to just waking up the brain a bit. But with that wakeup comes the backlash at home.
There is the growling protest that is given every single morning when I say “good morning sweetheart, I hope your dreams were sweet, it’s time to wake up and start the day, new adventures awaits.” Followed by the ever so popular dragging of the feet to get out to meet the bus on time.
When he gets home, the whining and backtalk when he’s asked to do his homework is back in full effect. Then there is the attitude that appears when I apparently have NO CLUE what I’m talking about when it comes to spelling and/or math. The battles that occur over the simplest requests (like please don’t put your sweatshirt on the floor) because he’s spent all his energy and mental abilities being good and behaving at school. He’s adjusting.
But apparently my little genius is still learning something at school.
It’s only the first week and he’s already learning something. I should be so proud right? What mother wouldn’t? But let me tell you what he is learning has nothing to do with academics. Nope, Big T has learned that when a soccer ball comes at him and hits him in his boyish area…he’s just been hit in the ‘nuggets’. That’s my boy!!!
Sweet Pea just started pre-K. He’s adjusting to going to school for 4 days instead of 3 and it’s 30 minutes longer each day. You can tell he’s using all his energy to do what is expected of him in school now that he’s a lion (the name of his pre-K class). He is excited and ready to go each and every morning. He bounds out the door ready to take on the day and whatever it may bring.
But by the time he gets home mommy pays the price. My sweet always-want-to-tell-you-I-love-you angel is growling when he’s not getting his way. He’s saying things like “frustrated” and “SO MAD” because his bread on his sandwich is too soft (WTF?) or if it is time for his quiet time. He too is adjusting. I’m choosing to look at these verbal explosions in a positive way. At least he is using his words…right?
Buggy is adjusting to having his mommy all to himself for a few hours every day. This is precious time for both of us but can be good or bad depending on the day. Sometimes he is more than happy to sit and have me read to him, or we play with toys or just sit and snuggle. Other days, he’s testing the limits on what he can and cannot touch with a “I saw my brothers do it so can I” attitude. His general question every single day is “How many times can I get mommy to say no?” Adjusting.
So, while all three children are adjusting to school and boundaries. I’m adjusting to their adjusting and this mommy is worn out, spent and fried. But at the same time, I’m so very proud of how they are doing. That they are giving their all while at school but feel comfortable to let go and release at home.
So as we are figuring it all out. I’m reminded of the song that is on constant repeat in my mind and in my life.
How are you handling the back to school adjustment period? Is there a song that you feel is on constant repeat in your mind?