Ah, the school holidays are here again and yesterday was such a cold, rainy day that it seemed the perfect time to sit down with my girls for my annual ‘An interview with my children’.
This is the third instalment of this series in which I ask my girls the same series of questions each year, usually during the September school holidays.
This year was extra fun as Miss 2 joined in, providing us with some rather humorous answers. We had so much fun and laughed a great deal during this interview, particularly with Miss 2’s responses. I also love seeing how my older girls answers are changing (or in some cases not changing) over the years.
Keep on reading for the 2017 edition of my interview with Miss 2, Miss 8 and Miss 12.
Lately I have been suffering from a little bit of mummy guilt.
Mainly it’s about whether I am doing enough for Miss 2’s socialisation.
I never worried about this with my older girls. When I worked they attended day care at least a few days a week. Add on the swimming, dancing or kinder gym lessons and our week was full and their interaction with other children well and truly met.
Miss 2 on the other hand is being raised in a very different situation. I no longer work so she is at home with me every day of the week. She adores her older sisters and learns a great deal from them (both the good and the bad), but I worry that she doesn’t spend enough time with children her own age. When she sees someone her own size she seems so fascinated by them.
She won’t start sessional kinder until 2019 … even though she turns 3 in March which is before the enrolment cut off and could start next year, I’ve weighed up and pro and cons and decided to wait until the following year.
I know her spending time at home with me offers so many great benefits – for both of us – and I feel so grateful to be able to spend so much time with my little girl, however I often wonder if she needs to spend more time with children her own age.
Hello mummy guilt.
A few weekends ago something big happened. I lost my baby girl.
Well, ok, I didn’t exactly lose her but in the space of a day she grew up amazingly fast.
It all happened so quickly. One Sunday morning, I casually mentioned to my husband that it might be time to think about moving Miss 2 to a big bed. She was no longer sleeping as well or for as long in her cot. She was resisting naps and waking earlier and earlier in the mornings.
When my husband said he would go out and pick one up for me that day, I took advantage of the offer while it lasted, did a quick search online, found the bed I was after in stock (winning!) and by later that afternoon the cot was dismantled and sitting out in the garage and my baby girl was ready to sleep in her very own big bed that night.
What? How did this happen? Where have those years gone?