Friday, December 18, 2009
Bear with me while I have a Sooky Mummy Moment? It’s been a high pressure week of tying things up – amongst it: Christmas card making, school concerts and parties, packing up, festive plotting and conniving, working through volumes of proud kid achievement – until finally it’s Friday and it’s time to breathe in cruisy starts to summer holiday mornings.
Before I do, this afternoon I walked into another Hall of Mirrors, took a good hard look at myself and realised afresh, I am One Wimpy Mama. I am not the mother of a Grade Six kid who is about to spread their wings and try a new adventure. But standing in the final school assembly today, bidding farewell to the ‘big’ kids and some already missed teachers, there were sooky tears, a lump in my throat and the requirement for a seriously concerted effort to hold on to the dignity. I couldn’t believe how those kids had grown. How they stood with their feet on the ground. They looked comfy in their skins. They sang with their arms raised to the stars and you could tell they’d remember this for a while – longer even. So I had a big grin disguising that wobbly lower lip and just like that, the school year is over and summer really has begun.