On Sunday I waved goodbye to my big boys. Tom was off on his very first School Camp, to Magnetic Island none the less, and Harry was heading home with the neighbour – Mrs Sav – for the week, just so I didn’t have to teach him myself. Harry would be doing school with Mrs Sav’s son and their Home Tutor – perfect!
Tom was off before the crack of dawn for his 10 hour bus trip. He was a little (ok a lot) nervous. I was doing ok, dreaming about the peaceful week I would have with just one child at home (oops did I just say that out loud???). All aboard the bus and off it went, I saw his little hand waving for dear life and I got a tear in my eye, but then the bus disappeared and no water actually fell from my eyes. I knew he was going to have the best week ever with all of his friends.
Back to the cabin to pack up and get Harry set to leave for the week. Next delivery – Harry. Unlike Tom he was super excited to be heading to his best mates house for the week and just said “bye Mum” and that was that. I think Clancy was more upset than anyone, I think he wanted to go too.
I enjoyed my peaceful trip home with just one child and let me tell you – i have enjoyed each day with an only child. Should I be saying this out loud, does this make me a bad Mum. Even Mr Chardy commented last night that perhaps he should be missing them more than he was…… Now don’t get me wrong, we absolutely love our children to pieces….. but out here in the middle of nowhere you are with your family 24/7. ALL. THE. TIME. Home for lunch, no after school sports, where you go, they go. If you go to town, or anywhere for that matter, then 9 times out of 10 they will be with you – everywhere! There is nowhere to hide (apart from my wardrobe sometimes, but they usually find me). So I think, perhaps, it is healthy to have this break.
It has made me realize that I am in fact NOT bat shit crazy as previously stated. I am in fact NOT a complete psycho. I have been so calm this week. So perhaps I just can’t deal all that well with 3 kids. I truly take my hat off to all of you women out there with 2,072 children, I don’t know how you do it, day in and day out. I can barely cope with 3. Perhaps once I am out of the toddler fog it will be ok, but until then, the craziness will continue.
I have 2 more nights of peace (not that I am counting) before I head over to Mrs Sav’s to collect the little darlings. I need to get my shit together because on arrival back here I will be teaching them for a few days in the school room. Yes, you will probably hear the cries from your house. So all this peace and quiet will come to a grinding holt come Monday morning when I am back to my anxious self running around like a crazy lady. I had best enjoy a couple of wines with Mrs Sav on Saturday night to prepare myself.
But it is all ok, I only have to do a few days….after that I have some angels arriving to complete the school year for me…. I really do have a guardian angel looking out for me, I do!
So tell me – am I being unreasonable, should we be missing them more? Are we bad parents or are we just normal? Are we the only parents who actually enjoy time out from the cherubs? Maybe I don’t really want to hear the answer to those questions.
I can guarantee you this – I will be very excited to see them both on Saturday, and looking forward to a cheeky Chardy with Mrs Sav!