A letter to my final child – on your first day of school

A letter to my final child – on your first day of school

I cannot believe today’s the day you start P1. You’ll put on your new shiny school shoes and I just can’t process it. If I close my eyes we are taken right back to the exact moment you were born, all perfectly pink with rose bud lips. In that moment that I first held you in my arms, I knew you were going to give me a run for my money. “Yeah Mum, you may have ‘Mum experience’ with four older kids but you haven’t experienced me yet” – were the vibes I got from you. The vibes rang true, too. 

You have always tried to run before you could walk. You always wanted to be involved with your older siblings from no age and refused to be told that you couldn’t do something. At 9mths old, you took your first step – albeit it wouldn’t be until your 10th month that you began walking on your own and from that moment – you’ve never stopped. You have always been an unstoppable force and a complete challenge. You have known what you want and adamant that you knew it was right for you and be damned what anyone else thought. 

You have screamed, laughed, napped on floors, took on chicken pox when you were 8wks old, had monumental tantrums, overcame speech delay and a late tongue tie diagnosis, you took on preschool when you still chirped as a form of communication and you have tackled and took on anything your little four years on this planet has thrown at you. You are without a doubt, the most headstrong, funny, frustrating, energetic, vibrant and pretty little girl. You still know what you want and be damned if anyone thinks you are wrong. You wear fancy dress costumes like they are everyday clothes and you dance with everything that you are and love it when the world watches you – never change those qualities!

Today you start big school – something we have been working so hard with you since finding out about your tongue tie. I have been worried for you, cried for you and never thought this day would come and hear that words that you would be ready for it. But you are. And I am beside myself with pride of how far you’ve come. Today will be the day you put on your school uniform and take on the world. 

Little bird – you are going to spread those wings and fly over this new school adventure and I cannot wait to see just how high you soar. Knowing you? It’ll be to the stars because the clouds just won’t be high enough. You could not be more ready to walk through those big colourful gates and I will be there with you every step of the way. 

We could not love you more,

Mama & Daddy. 

Side note: How is this day even happening?? Signed – A Mama who isn’t coping very well with her fifth and final baby starting school. This is my final ‘first’ day of school experience. I need all of the cake to cope with today. 

The shoes she is wearing are from Start-rite & her school uniform is from Marks & Spencers – in case you wanted to know. 



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