Back To School, Back To Reality

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It's that wonderful time of year when the children have just gone back to school to start a new term.
That time when you can enjoy the blissful calm at home during the day after the seemingly never ending 6 week holidays (if you aren't at work), and then you can enjoy the fact that your children come home tired and just want to chill in the evening and enjoy snugly cuddles ~~in front of a movie~~ before bed.

Yeah, right!

Not in my house.

In my house, and probably in many others too, back to school means complete and utter chaos.
Tears and tantrums before school in the morning (and that's just from me, trying to get them ready), everyone claiming they don't know where anything is even though they are the ones that put their stuff away the night before, dragging their heels at breakfast time taking what seems like a million years just to eat a piddly little bowl of cereal or a slice of toast, fighting and arguing on the way to school over ridiculous little things like which side of the pushchair they want to stand on or who has the heaviest school bag/best teacher/nicest shoes etc.

Then, while they are at school, I have to contend with the 3 younger ones (who I have dubbed to be the 'terrible triplets') trying to destroy my house.
I seem to spend hours following them around, picking up toys and bits of food and changing nappies and wiping sticky hands and faces, and fixing my blinds that they are intent on ripping down from my windows!!

And don't even get me started on the fun we have after school in the evening. Refusal to do homework, school uniform strewn across the bedroom floors (as they seem to have forgotten what a wardrobe is used for), even more fighting and arguing and tantrums, more cleaning up of food debris off of the floor after dinner time (thankfully just from the little ones, not the older ones), World War 3 erupting over not wanting to put their pajamas on, and then the final struggle of getting them all settled in to bed so that I can try to tidy the house and prepare for it all to start again tomorrow.
Yippee.

Having said all of that, they drive me completely insane, but you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way.
Yes it is hard, it is chaotic, it is stressful, but boy am I going to miss all the crazy once they have grown up and are independent.

It's like this for everyone though ..... right?

Love Missy x

About Missy B

Missy

Marissa Bird is a busy mum of six, blogging the realities of parenting, whilst trying to keep her sanity by reading books and taking photographs in her spare time... if she can ever find any!