Kinder…

Kinder…

No, not kinder…its not about being kinder to people. I’m talking about kindergarten. That place that kids seem to be going to earlier and earlier. Who knew. I didn’t even know 3 year old kinder was a thing until I had a child. Because, well I think most people I know have only ever sent their child/ren to 4 year old kinder or pre-school.

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So, next year E is off to kinder. The 3 year old variety. We went to an information night a few weeks ago and quite frankly it freaked me out. In many ways. Let me count the ways:

  1. My baby is starting kinder and entering the world next year.
  2. I’m not uber fab at meeting new people. Thankfully it wasn’t a big introduction-fest. Just a double room filled to the brim with mums, dads and kids hearing about last years kinder sessions by way of their AGM and some info for next year. Get a bigger bag was the take-away from that. And perhaps the only thing I could hear. Because, well, room full of kids.
  3. I had to go out looking like a decent member of society. In a group. Do people judge you at these things?
  4. My baby is starting kinder and entering the world next year.
  5. If I had questions would I be myself and ask them or be too daunted by the other people staring at me to ask? Because I’ve kind of been out for the loop for a while.
  6. Are there still cliques around? Will I be the oldest person there?
  7. My one and only, my bebe, my constant companion is starting kinder next year? Oh, I’ve mentioned that one? oops

That was the meeting element and the second part of my freak out.  The first started when I received the documentation to sign her up in the mail and I promptly read it and put it away to fill out later. Like one day before it was due. Perhaps trying to ignore the fact that this was happening.

And it all leads me to today. My third and I can guarantee not my last freak out on the subject. Again, days before the forms are due back at the kinder and central agency place (okay, 1 day before) I’m filling things out. Madly trying to get it done to send and hand in. And photos need to be printed too. The reason for the computer currently being on (a whole other topic but using bluetooth in-store to print from my phone just does not happen. Ever. Ever ever. So putting them onto a stick is the best option, until I can be bothered enough to find out why) and me writing to you today. Again a whole other story.

Forms for kinder, even 3 year old is immense. The kinder wants to know (rightly enough) all they can about your child to help them. But its one page with teensy boxes, front and back. To fit all my words into. Though we’re invited to add an extra page if necessary. So I did.

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Last night I filled out some pieces so I could get the chaps input into the form. So it wasn’t all my perspective. And he rightly pointed out when I mentioned using dot points instead of paragraphs (because I often use paragraphs and write a story. Oh bless, you didn’t notice xx) that it wasn’t an essay. Of course use dot points. And I mentioned to him after filling out one meaty section about what your child likes to do that I may need that extra piece of paper. I think I shouldn’t have given myself free reign like that. At all. I’ve filled all the boxes, apart from one or two and so far an entrie A4 sheet, front and back. With dot points. About my child, her likes, dislikes, fears, skills, things she can do, things she likes to do. And I’m wondering if its too much. Or not enough.

How the heck do I give my bebe. E, my little companion and walking heart over to other people without telling them how she likes to approach being with others? How she likes you to encourage her in the playground? How she enjoys playing dress ups and often likes you to be involved and play with her? How she loves to do the things you do and tries to be independent but if you let her do these specific things she’ll be happy? How she can peel a mushroom and crack eggs – you know, if it ever comes up and they’re baking a frittata. The way she tells you things are her favourite but they’re not, she just really likes them in the moment she’s speaking to you. The way she always wants her sunglasses on outside. Will they get all that? Will they understand and cherish her the way I do, and let her be independent when needed, foster her heart and beautiful ways?

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I’m not sure I’m ready for kinder yet. You don’t even want to know the minimal number of hours she’ll be there. But thats ok, I might be lucky and make it through the first weeks. I’m hoping I actually leave the carpark. Seriously.

And in true fashion of the dizzying nature I have we sent off the forms today, just a day before they were due. And handed in the information sheet about E. Where the reception wasn’t the most welcoming. And I am left hoping thats because it was 3pm and they finish work at 3.3opm today or are racing about like crazy getting things organised for tomorrow. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt. Because next year I’ll be entrusting the little to them. Her heart and mind. And really, mine too.

Have a brilliant day, or the rest of it and stay out of the heat if you’re near any. I may be moving to the snow!

xx

 

 

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birthdays and family and projects and makes, how dizzy can it get?

birthdays and family and projects and makes, how dizzy can it get?

Is it just me or is this year hotting up? And I don’t mean the weather, I mean just getting all in a whirl with Halloween decorations and the day looming, thanksgiving if you’re in the US and Christmas preparations and decorations everywhere.  

 

And literally, well, everywhere. I’m dizzy just thinking about it!

And just the briefest word about Halloween…in Australia it is only gaining popularity now really, or the last few years, and it’s gaining momentum. And it’s like the shops have a massive personality disorder, not knowing whether they’re Halloween or Christmas. You can’t move for the barrage of coming events. I’m really curious what does happen in the US. When do the Christmas decorations and festivities pop out? How do you fit in all these towards the end of the year activities? Anyway, I will definitely hit you up again All Hallows’ eve 😉

Nowwww, where was I? Oh the year, hotting up…blah blah oh, ok.

Apart from all the regular everyone in the world related festivities, in our family we hit birthday season. Hard. I’m talking, September is a warmup and then you gallop into a few birthdays mid October and then BOOM, it’s November and your head starts to spin. With barely an inhale between November birthdays and the start of December, Christmas season goes full steam.

And I’m already in a panic thinking about it. Maybe not panic, but hugely eye rubbing and grimace type stuff.

Except I need to back up a smidge. I’m sorting myself out right now for my brothers birthday. He’s awesome. He’s the sort of brother everyone should have.  I bought him something little a short while ago, a kind of joke gift. Because, well, who doesn’t love a joke gift? And then on the weekend we got him another little something. Which I hope he likes. But I’d really wanted to make him something or do something nice. He did ask for vouchers and well, let’s say I try and avoid that when possible. When you’re on a budget and you’re a stay at home mom, vouchers, as well as me feeling like I should have gotten something gifty, can scream “I’ve got no cash”. Cause let’s face it, I’m not handing over $100 vouchers. 

Which is where making things is good. If you can. Because who doesn’t love a handmade gift? And how personal are they?!!

And now I find myself amid my mum coming to see us on the way to my brothers place and my mum and dad being here for dinner before they tootled to my brothers for a few nights trying to work out what the heck I’m going to give him?!? All the while trying realllly hard not to panic that it’s now hours out from his birthday dinner and I haven’t finished sorting his gift. Or for that matter his card. Something I really like to do as homemade. If I can. But true to form I’ve spent most of the day with mum, driving her where she needed to go, visiting Spotlight to sort out some yarn and basically not doing anything birthday related. And in the background quietly having a case of panic that is fast turning into an “I can’t breath” situation because there are other birthdays to attend this weekend and I haven’t wrapped those gifts yet either.

Will this whirling whirling whirling never end? Probably not, this is me I’m talking about. This birthday stuff, my last minuteness….its the dizzy limits I tell you! I try so hard to be sorted ahead of time and no matter how in advance I go, its never enough. Never. Never Ever!

So while it is now the day of my brothers birthday I seem to have found everything to do except complete his gift, his card and do the one tiny outing I need to for the day. Because, really, when you’ve got something on and you need to be ready early, what better time to start a new project? A maker maker project we call them here. And get the little to make a card?  

 And then start another project?  

 And have a leisurely cup of tea? While being a mess on the inside you understand. Its a big old massive knot in there! There still isn’t a shower in sight, I’m telling myself its best to do that later in the day. Who am I kidding? I just can’t fit it in with all the other things I’m trying to STUFF into this day. And when I say stuff, believe me when I tell you its the kind of stuffing you imagine santa doing with his tiny sack and the worlds gifts. Or a nation, but stuff those activities in? I most certainly am.

Never fear though, this doesn’t happen every birthday or event. I mean, we already have gifts sorted for this weekend, wrapping to do but thats more than ok to do today or the day before. So really, now I’m feeling calmer about everything (you know, from the talking about it to you and stuff) I think I can go back to that original maker maker project and the card and….I’ve just had a brilliant idea for his card. And all the while I’ve been texting my mum and brother about whats my brothers fave colour and Happy Birthday blah blah blah…you know the thing, when you’re busy but its chat to everyone like you’ve got all day even though you’re going to see them and could have asked it all yesterday type stuff. Or contacted his fiancee ages ago, that kind of sensible stuff.

And on that note I guess I better dash. To do all this maker maker-birthday-other project-photograph taking-lunch type stuff before the day goes, we’re supposed to be saying happy birthday and I’m racing about wondering where the time has gone because I’ve not written on the card.

Sometimes, the things I try and squish into my days are the dizzy limits. But I’m sure we’re all the same at times, right? Anybody?

Hope you all have a great day or night!

xx

And p.s. I now need to fix this, because, mum life and toddler life 😂🙈