Your Year 1 Adventure Begins

School picture 1st Day in year 1

School picture 1st Day in year 1

To Eva

Today you started your new adventure in year 1. Year 1! Even as I write that it doesn’t seem like it can be real. It really feels like 5 minutes since your very first day and even less since I wrote about your last day in reception. A huge part of me can’t even quite believe that you are old enough to be a fully fledged school child. That you are no longer the baby in the school and this is no longer new. As we walked up that familiar hill on the approach to school this morning I felt the difference. You didn’t hesitate, there was no firm grip of my hand or burrowing into me as someone spoke. You talked confidently about your summer, took ownership of the mountain of bags you seem to need on that first day and felt comfortable that you just knew what to do. After of course giving me a kiss you didn’t even glance back as you walked in through that gate, on your own, confident with your head held high.

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Time For A Change {The Ordinary Moments #30}

Sunset jumping /starting over in a new direction

Sunset jumping /starting over in a new direction

This week has been a mixture of really lovely days spent enjoying this time before school starts and a serious period of adjustment for me. Coming back after a month away has been a lot tougher than I had imagined, a big change and a lot busier. Life can be hectic in general and this year I feel like I have been frazzled pretty much most of the time, like I am always worried I have missed something or I am constantly playing catch up and attempting to be organised whilst trying to grab and appreciate every moment. Even if I do take some time out to just be with the children or by myself I am always thinking that it is at the detriment of my growing to do list. It’s fair to say I haven’t quite mastered that balance just yet. Therefore as far as making time for things I actually want to do, well that has become a rare occurrence and I hate that just as much.

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Roma at 18 Months Old

17 months R in a field

17 months R in a field

To My Littlest Lady

Roma Rose

You are 18 months old (actually thanks to French Wifi issues this post is being published late and today you turn 19 months, but hey who’s counting – I mean except for me!) Whilst it feels like you are growing in front of my eyes at a rate of knots and I wonder how you are a year and a half already, I literally cannot remember or imagine life without you in it. You are the liveliest little thing whom I often refer to as the sunshine in our family because that is exactly what you bring and I am pretty sure that everyone you come into contact with thinks the same.

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