One more week and summer holidays are officially over for us! WAAA!! I love when the kids are on summer holidays, it means no rushing, no living my life by the dreaded clock, no waking up early, and no routine. Sure, some days you might find me hiding in a corner, rocking back and forth, but, teenage daughter. And on the days when i’m not ruining my daughter’s life… come to think of it i haven’t had a day like that since 2015!
So, next week we start another school year. 40 weeks of school lunches, 40 weeks of remembering glasses, drink bottles, the right sports t-shirt on the right day, and bring-a-plate days, and school assembly items. 40 weeks of arguing about why we cant have an open bedtime and yes 10 pm is too late to go to bed, and no you can’t stay up to read another book because you want to be a lawyer, and yes I know lawyers need to read a lot but you’re not a lawyer yet and I said BED TIME!! AND YES NOW I’M YELLING BECAUSE I WAS PATIENT THE FIRST 500 TIMES I SAID IT BUT NOW I’M ANGRY!!!! You get the drift.
But, it also means, 40 weeks of coffee in peace, not having to come up with new and exciting places to go everyday, not having to have 5,000,000 conversations about why you cant buy another lipstick from MAC, and no I didn’t know that you had to blend that eye shadow all the way up there and yes, I wasn’t always this grumpy.
So, for all the other mothers out there that are loving the holidays and are dreading the start of another year, but also not dreading the start of another year (go figure!), I thought I would share with you how I get through it…
Tip 1. Pour yourself a Prosecco.
Tip 2. Forget about school starting next week, hide from the children, watch the Chanel Couture show (check my Insta stories for my fave looks).
Tip 3. Pour another Prosecco.
Good luck next week Mumma Bears… And a special shout out to my sister who is sending her baby off to Kindy on Thursday. Sheree, you’ll only cry till that first drop of coffee lands on your tongue (rather than all over your new Chanel shoes!).
To our darlings, Alexia, Anthony, Christian and Ruby, it’s been a blast. Thanks for the summer. We will miss you. But we wont miss spilled babycinos, using 6725 baby wipes to clean surfaces, face, fingers and other bits, and the incessant back chat.
Catch you on the flip side, everyone!
With love and gratitude,