The Daily Mum · Sep 3, 2017

It’s back to school this week. The end of the summer holidays is always filled with a mixture of excitement and melancholy.

During our beach holiday, my mind was occupied with the functional and the emotional. Do the uniforms and shoes still fit? Probably not. Must remember to order new ones from M&S and do a click & collect on Monday. Cutting it close. First day of school is the next day but it’s fine. After a week of sea swimming and sea air, I was 150% relaxed and am taking it as it comes. An ill-timed task like that is not going to throw me. Not sweating the small stuff.

The promise of new possibilities, going up a year and being an older kid. The kids are excited about seeing their friends again. I start getting wistful about them getting another older.

I look at the two younger ones, wishing they would stay that age forever. I tell them so, and they shriek back that they want to be big. Smallest said, “Next year, I will be six, and then seven, then eight, then nine, and then I’ll be big like you!”

And that is all children want. To be big. When you’re little, you just want to be big. And when you’re big, you just want to be small again.

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