Baby. Got. Big.
As the count down to Soph's nursery start comes to an end, I'm left with a stark reminder that before long, they will both be in school.
From next year Soph will join Alf at big school for 2.5 days a week, leaving me at home child free for two full days. Don't get me wrong, I have heaps to get on with and I am, in a way looking forward to the next chapter, but this time next year will be an even further step with them both going full time. Yikes.
The baby and toddler days are over, which is a really strange feeling for me. I know it all has to move on one day but it's so odd that now for the best part of their days, someone else will be teaching them, feeding them and helping them grow.
I've had comments like 'you'll miss them when they're gone' and 'what on earth will you do with yourself?'. Firstly, I know I'll miss them and it hurts already. Six years of playgroups, first steps, weaning, tears, tantrums and house destruction coming to an end and I'm not ever so sure I like it much. In all my new time alone, I plan to work hard, get stuck into sorting the house out and going to the gym or swimming nearby to try and get my health and body in better shape. That first day though, I'm coming home, setting my alarm for 2.30PM and getting in my bed!
I'm so proud of everything I've achieved so far as a mum and I'm tip toeing into this next chapter with a little bit of excitement, a little bit of fear and a lot of sadness that we won't get to do it all over again.
These kids are utterly amazing and growing into such fun, kooky clever little people, I couldn't be prouder. I really hope Soph loves her new nursery and has the best time ever! Alf is very excited that he may see her at school.
