Our little girl is going to school!

A few weeks ago lots of friends around the UK mainland were receiving their school placement letters. While here in Northern Ireland we still had a few weeks of waiting to endure. I was envious but I knew our turn would come round soon enough. 

The morning of April 28th was when I stalked our postman. Like, fully stalked his arrival. Not creepy at all, right? As soon as I saw him walking into our street I was tempted to run out and ask him for ours ahead of schedule. But I held my ground. Only just. Pacing back and forth waiting very anxiously on his arrival. As soon as he walked in front of our house I opened the door to greet him. His response was “Are you waiting on the wee letters from the schools?”, which of course my reply was “Yes!”. “Well, it’s in there!” he said with a cheeky wee wink. I grabbed my mail and ran inside. I immediately called to my husband to come in so we could open it together.

As soon as he sat down next to me it became clear to me that this was it. This would be our final ‘Primary school’ placement letter. Our last one. That was a shock to the system but excitement took over the bittersweet moment and we ripped that envelope open.

Dear Mrs Butler,

Blah, Blah, Blah, we are pleased to inform you….

She got into her first choice school! I actually got up, cheered and lunged at my husband to hug him. Then we had that moment of clarification. Our little bee is going to school. Actual, start of her educational journey-making new friends-learning new things…school. This is when things took an emotional dive.

It’s a pretty tough thing to accept when your final child gets that school acceptance letter. It means her babies days are in the past, her toddler days are long since gone and she is growing upfaster than we’d like. Everyday reduces her needing us and increases her independance and even though that’s not a bad thing, but for the parent on that final ‘little-one’ journey, it can be pretty bittersweet.

So for now, I’m going to hold onto her being four for as long as she will let me. I am going to help her with things that she still needs me for and ask to help her with things that perhaps she no longer needs help with. Because in no time at all we’ll be buying her school uniform and waving her off on her first day of school.

Did your little one get the school placement you hoped for?

D xx



  1. 05/05/2017 / 1:41 PM

    That’s amazing you got your first choice. I am still a few years away from this but when my eldest goes, the following year her sister will then start. Those couple of years I think I am going to be a nervous wreck. 🙂 x

  2. 08/05/2017 / 12:37 AM

    I so know these feelings, a mixture of relief and agony as you await september.

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