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I hope it gets easier..

Thursday was the first day for both my kiddies and they couldn’t have had more opposite experiences to the whole school thing.
Amellia absolutely loves her new school, on Friday morning she was dancing in my car with excitement before going in (which you may have seen on my insta story) and she has said that she wishes the weekend was only one day so she didn’t have to wait to go back to school. I just hope she continues to love her new school, they are offering her so much support and that is bound to help her settle and enjoy school more.

Dylans experience was the complete opposite. When we were walking down the hallway to his classroom he was fine and waited for his friend to catch up with him and I was starting to think it was going to go really well and he was going to love it, but as soon as we turned to walk through the door he would not go through and climbed up me as quick as possible while spontaneously exploding.
I carried him in and tried showing him some of the fun things they had out to play; sand, colouring, paint but nothing would settle him so they suggested putting him outside into the playground to see what he made of that. While they hurried him outside they told me to go. . as heart-breaking and as much as I really didn’t want to leave I couldn’t just ignore what they told me because in reality they have done this before and know what usually works best.
The parents then had a wee meeting to get to know some of the staff in the school and what they could do and provide for the children. After 45 minutes one of the classroom assistants came along to tell me that Dylan was settling for 5 minutes, remembering and looking for me and then settling again. After another 15 minutes they then brought the kids back to us and it was time to go home. As soon as he saw me he just kept repeating “mummys car” over and over again, he was more than ready to go home.

The next morning I woke up too carnage. Dylan had decided that doing a bit of poo art was the right thing to do, normally he shouts in the morning which wakes me up but he decided not to alert me and have a bit of a dirty protest and wake me with the smell. It was absolutely vile. I had my fingers crossed that the smell was going to be linked to something secured in his nappy but no such luck. I’m still scrubbing at the stains that refuse to budge! As soon as he saw me he started shouting “no school” over and over and over again.
I got him cleaned up, brought him downstairs and calmed him down. Amellia went to school dancing and singing then it was time to take him to school. After getting part of his uniform on I gave up, imagine wrestling with a alligator to put clothes on, Yeahh.. that’s why I gave up after he was decent.
The whole drive to the school he was going crazy in the back of the car, trying to undress, banging his head, hitting his legs etc.. I was waiting for him to fall asleep he was getting that worked up, but he didn’t.
Pulling into the carpark, walking to the class he was just going absolutely berserk. I had given myself a pep talk that it would be ok, they know what they are doing.. but it didn’t work.
They more or less had to remove him from me finger by finger. He was clinging on for dear life. It was absolutely horrendous. I just wanted to scoop him up and run away and never look back. I ended up in tears as they took him from me, it was such a horrible experience.
They came down to the room where we were meeting other members of staff after 40ish mins and said that he was doing the same as last time settling and then remembering again. This time at least when they brought him back to me he didn’t seem quiet as distressed but was busy shouting bye to everyone because he just wanted to be gone. He fell asleep as soon as he got into my car, which is only something he does when he is really worked up so that sort of summed up the day for me.

On Monday they are going to see how he gets on and have said that they will text/call me when they need me to pick him up. I’ll be sure to let you know how the next week goes.. at least on Monday I can sing to them “It’s my birthday, I can cry if I want too” so I wont look quite so bizarre crumbling into a heap on the ground in tears.. maybe that will make me look crazier actually.. oh well.

Wish me luck!

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Newcastle Adventure – Part #1

Recently I took a trip to Newcastle Upon Tyne to visit my lovely best friend! I was super excited and on the count down as I just couldn’t wait to visit her.. until the time got really close.. I had to fly by myself for the first time and leave my kiddies! Mind you I was only gone for 2 nights.. so I knew they would be fine really! The what ifs, buts and maybes filled my head though.. but on wards I went and didn’t let it dampen my spirits!

We woke up bright and breezy and I put on some comfy yet awesome clothes for the flight! We left my little girl to the in-laws so that they could walk her to school for us and headed up to the airport! Dylan fell asleep in the car on the way up which made it far simpler as he isn’t a fan of when someone gets out of the car, it gets him rather upset! I said my goodbyes and headed on my way, checking several times that I had my phone, purse and my boarding pass would load on my phone! My boarding pass scanned perfectly and it was on-wards to the awkward security!

It had a long line, so my nerves just built up, I thought to myself; simple just walk through and not look suspicious it will all be fine.. apparently I take after my mum with the whole suspicious walk even though you aren’t thing! Thankfully they didn’t go through my bag as I have a few loafs of Veda bread in it for my friend.. so it would have probably stirred a few looks.. but I had to go in this machine that spins round you! Though I told you I wasn’t suspicious so, it came back ok and I got sent on my way!
I mosied about the airport for a little while and then the ingenious little EasyJet app pinged on my phone to tell me my gate had opened! I didn’t even have to go in search of one of those boards with 100s of flights in tiny writing on! Relief!
As I got to the gate everyone was queuing already waiting to get on.. but I just took a seat and left them too it.. why fight to get on a plane when you already have seat numbers!

As we all sat down on the flight someone came on and said they were sitting in the seat beside me that was already taken.. lots of checking of seat numbers etc, and then they realized the person beside me was on the wrong flight! She was meant to be going to Barcelona ..  how disappointed would you be if you ended up in Newcastle instead of Barcelona!
She then got took off the flight then the flight attendants went into army mode.. my row and the one behind and in-front had to get off the seats while the pulled apart the seats and checked she hadn’t put anything anywhere and they then went on to check all the hand luggage on the flight belonged to someone on the flight.. It was pretty scary, but fantastic to see how quickly and efficiently! It was time to take flight, wave goodbye to Belfast, read my book and listen to some music and .. well 40 mins and I had landed in Newcastle!

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Newcastle Adventure #2
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Newcastle Adventure #3

-WeeOhana