Back to School Blues

I’m sure I wasn’t the only parent dealing with a sobbing child this morning for the dreaded back to school, after a 2 week winter break. The tears were flowing, the repeated phrase of, “I hate school! I’m not going!” and the refusal to eat breakfast.
The situation could have gotten ugly if I began to rush him and didn’t really listen to what he was saying. So, I took a deep breath and just sat with him. I had patience and validated his feelings. I told him that most kids are feeling this way and I remember as a kid going through the back to school blues too.
He seemed to feel a bit better and let me help him get ready.
As I dropped him off, I looked back to a sad boy, but one who had felt supported and was willing to walk into the school without a fight or cry. I hope he will come home with a smile on his face.
Anyone else have a similar morning?


The Battle with Homework Begins…


It has officially been a whole week of kindergarten, which means that homework was about to start soon.

Gavin has never been one to want to sit down at home and do worksheets, although we tried our best throughout the summer.

When he finished his after school break, it was time to get to business.

The frustration began. Tears, whining, “I can’t do it”, trying to leave the table, I got it all.

We talked a bit and I just asked,  “Why don’t you want to do homework?”

Gavin’s response, “I do work at school and I play at home.”

It made me really sad to hear this. He is already understanding the reality of our education system. He knows what is expected of him at school, work, not play.

Did I mention that he is in kindergarten and he is only 5 years old?

This is supposed to be a time of fun, excitement and creativity. A stepping stone into grade school, filled with laughter, hands on experiments and play!

I’m disappointed. I’m very disappointed.

Let me just add that I don’t blame the teachers. I know their hands are tied. They try to make it a fun and exciting environment, but they are forced to follow the curriculum. Gavin’s school is also not full day, which means that there is less time to cover the material. This causes the teachers to have more pressure to rush the curriculum and obviously no extra time to play or socialize. It stinks.

Anyone else feel this frustration?

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What really Happened on the First Day of Kindergarten


What really happened on the first day of kindergarten


The first day of kindergarten has arrived. Most would think that this day is filled with excitement from their eager, confident, social five-year old, but instead it was filled with sadness and anxiety.

My son was his typical self this morning, but as soon as I said, “It’s time to get ready for your first day of school” his attitude changed.

Nothing seemed to go right for him. He didn’t like the button down shirt, his shorts were too big and one sock was tighter than the other.

His brother seemed to be in his way and the fighting began.

My husband started to question, “What is wrong with him?” and I reminded him of how Gavin was on his last day of Pre-K.

It was a flashback to the sad, anxious five-year old that understood that everything was about to change. His friends would be heading off to different schools and he would be alone in kindergarten.

He masked those vulnerable feelings with anger and bitterness, fighting me on everything.

Well, the same thing happened this morning.

I took a deep breath and began to normalize it all for him.

“It’s okay to feel nervous and scared.”

“If you miss us, remember the story of Chester the Raccoon. We are always with you.”

My instincts were right. The flood of tears came and he tried to deny these real emotions, by shaking his head and swatting at me.

It’s hard for kids to accept these raw, vulnerable feelings when they are always praised as to how confident they are.

Within a few minutes, he began to change.

When he saw his neighborhood friends walking to school, the silly little boy threw on his back pack and stood on the corner waiting for them to acknowledge this very special day for him.

We took the traditional first day of school photos and headed down the street to his new school.



When he saw a familiar face from his baseball team, the bright-eyed, eager, confident, social butterfly began to come out.



Then the real emotions began to settle in with his parents. I looked over and saw my husband holding back tears. We were sad that our little man was growing up so quickly.




We will continue our journey of parenthood into the transition of a school-aged child. I’m sure we aren’t the only family going through the waves of emotions.

Who else can relate?

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