The summer holidays have been and gone. Just like that. Tomorrow we go back to school.
Be it tomorrow or most days, this poem is how I feel about you at school.
My darling boy, you aren't so keen to go back and that's ok. It's ok to feel sad, mummy understands and sometimes you just need to have a little cry.
Mummy will be there to hold you tight, whispering reassurances into your little ears before you take that big walk across the playground.
And mummy will be waiting, waiting to scoop you up at home time and hold you tight.
Instead of trying to sugar coat it, I've realised, it's ok to feel these emotions and I'm so pleased you can tell me how you are feeling.
My precious boy, we start your new adventure together into Year 1 tomorrow...