Hello again. It’s been a while.
I am still here, floating about in the background of my severely neglected blog site.
Life has been, in a word, hectic.
Between the kids and their schooling, me and my schooling, pandemic restrictions lifting, meeting friends for coffees, meeting friends for wine, eating cheese, family commitments, work and the rest; life has been moving at a million ‘what the fucks’ an hour for quite some time. My head is spinning & all the added wine and cheese with friends has meant my jeans are a little tighter. I thought I’d ease back into the blog posts with a howdy-doo and a round-up of how we’ve been passing the time.
The Master of Mischief finished reception. This was huge. I got really emotional about the whole thing, mainly because I felt he was robbed of his introductory year of school. The pandemic and subsequent lockdowns meant that the entire thing was a stop/start affair. Reflecting back on his first day, he was so excited and ready to learn. He burst through the gates without even looking back. In the end, the poor kid didn’t know which way was up. I can’t fault the school because nobody was prepared for what the world experienced (which is why ‘unprecedented’ was the buzzword of 2020). However, I can’t help but wonder what (if any) effect the disrupted reception year will have on the Master of Mischief as he moves into Year 1. Within his end of year report, the school provided us with some targets to work on through the summer. I was grateful for this; although the Master of Mischief was not. Keep your peepers peeled for some of the activities I’ll be sharing to help skill-building and to help keep the super fun school energy going through the rest of the summer.
Since most of the pandemic restrictions have been lifted, we have been venturing out into society a bit more. It has been refreshing to be out and about again, seeing friends, visiting coffee shops and our favourite lunch spots. While I would never class myself as a social butterfly, I never realised how much I’d miss the ability to visit family & friends. It’s definitely true that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. At one stage, even the ability to pop for a coffee with my mum became forbidden. The pandemic has given all of us have a newfound appreciation for our freedom.
Finally, on a personal note, I finished my foundation degree (insert victory dance here). I graduate in September before moving into the top-up year of my BA and write my dissertation. This is quite possibly the scariest word in the English language. I am told that we’re expected to put down 8000 scholarly words in a single document. While my ability to waffle on a blog page is infinite, I don’t actually think I know 8000 English words, let alone academic ones. Regardless of my anxiety about the whole thing, I am immensely proud of what I have achieved so far. Returning to education with three kids and a husband in tow was daunting and the whole thing has been hard work. Oceans of tears have been cried, a million swear words have been quietly uttered, I’ve had more meltdowns than the end of the Ice Age, but I did it. I have proved many people wrong, stayed the path, put in the work and emerge from the tunnel a little bit smarter and a whole lot tougher than when I went in.
To those unsure of chasing their dreams because they ‘have kids’… If I can do it, anyone can. Help is there to be had, make the enquiries, take the leap, because it’s true that you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.
And on that wise pearl, I shall wrap this up. It has been lovely writing again, hopefully, I will be back soon to share some of the million ideas that are just waiting to burst out of my brain onto my blog. I also have some updates to the site coming soon with ideas for affordable days out, so be sure to check it out.
Stay safe and smile.
Until next time…