Solitude, a late bus, and some crafty independence

So here we are again. Back to blogging. Right?

Maybe…

My propulsion to write is not here. I don’t know where it went. Maybe I’ll find it again, or maybe I’ll write a bunch of drivel, store it in the draft folder, and leave it there indefinitely. Like I have so many times over the summer…

But summer is over now. Never mind the heat wave we’re in, the kids went to school today and we’re back to routine. I have to say, I wasn’t quite sure if I’m ready to leave the lazy days behind…having the kids around all the time hasn’t been as challenging this summer as it has when they were toddlers and preschoolers, and we did have them in occasional camps, but my favorite time is when we’re all together but separate, doing our thing, and giggling and eating together and connecting. The school year is all about schedules and routines and hockey and food and laundry and homework; the summer months were a breath of fresh air.

Yet I welcome the school year, like I do every year. The one thing I missed the most over the summer was my alone-time. Solitude re-charges me, and is essential to my well-being, and as long as I get some peace and quiet during the day, I find I can handle the chaos that comes when the kids get home easier to handle. Or the hoopla in the mornings…

This morning went remarkably smooth. We did have a leak of a water bottle all over someone’s lunch, but we were ready well before the anticipated time to leave here in order for the older kid to catch a bus. This is partly because of our talking and planning and reinforcing expectations all through past week; everyone knew what to do and no one had a meltdown. Not even me! Not even me when the water bottle leaked…but I digress.

Progress, people…maybe after five years of back to school I finally figured it out. Either that or everyone is pulling together better. Baby steps, I think, is the way to go for this family…

We did have more drama once we got to school. Ben’s bus was 50 minutes late. It was scheduled for 8:31 and it didn’t arrive till almost an hour after that. Luckily Ben had numerous friends waiting with him and when I had to abandon him to accompany my 2nd grader girl to her line-up, he was less confused and anxious than he was last year. He has matured, and although he wasn’t happy that the first day at his new school will be marked by late arrival, he knew it wasn’t just him experiencing this. I trust that he will handle it fine. Truly a mile stone for my boy.

Sonja in the meantime is little Miss Independent. She got bored waiting for the no-show bus and marched off to figure out where her line-up will be. I never saw her again…well, no, that’s a lie. 🙂 As I walked around the doors we’ve been using for several years in panic looking for her, one of her previous teachers pointed to another door. They are using a different door for older kids to give the new JKs, SKs and first graders a bit more breathing room. I didn’t know this, and while still preoccupied with Ben’s bus situation, I managed to find her at the other door. There she was, first in line, and when she saw me she explained what happened:

“Mommy I saw the poster, I’m in Ms. W’s class, and I have to stand here…”

She is so smart, so independent, so mature for her young age. She is a problem solver….I really shouldn’t worry about her, but she’s still so tiny, I can’t help it. Plus I didn’t want her to start her first day of grade 2 without me standing there waving…

But there she was all confident and ready to start the new school year. Once she went in I went back to the bus stop at the other side of the school where Ben and his friends were waiting. Still waiting. What a joke…

But we survived. He finally boarded his bus, and hopefully the driver will drop them off at the correct school. A new school, French Immersion, and a very late bus ride will surely leave my boy exhausted tonight, just in time to head to the rink for a practice prior to his first tournament.

In the meantime, I get to sit on this couch, listen to the silence around me, and plan my day. Oh, and do laundry and prepare portable meals for hockey tonight.

Here we go again.

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3 thoughts on “Solitude, a late bus, and some crafty independence

  1. Good for Sonja! Sounds like an okay first day all around. Ours was okay, too – it was surprising to me how quickly we all fell back into the usual schedule, almost like the summer didn’t even happen. Everyone found their class, there’s a friend or two for each and good teachers, and I got to sit quietly yesterday morning with a cup of tea and a slice of pie, which felt pretty amazing. So I guess it’s a pretty good first day for us too!

  2. Pingback: On the second day of back to school… | Javaline

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