The day has come….

We find out where Lil Man has his place at school. Amd I am literally a nervous wreck, waiting to open that email…

I just couldn’t bear it if he doesn’t get his first choice!

Three has been such upheaval at school with this whole new curriculum as it is, and he has taken a battering, mentally, and emotionally. At the moment he just feels like he isn’t good enough for anything.

Which mother wants to see their child going through that? I wish I could give him his first choice of school on a plate, and serve him the good news that no matter what those SATS tests say, he will be going where he really wanted to. But I am at a loss, as I can’t influence that decision at all. 

I’ll be on tenterhooks until 4pm, which is when the emails will be rolled out. Then I will be obsessively looking at the email app on my phone, until that fated message arrives.

I am trying so hard to be positive, but I can’t help but worry about the flip side. I can be positive, and  think positive about everything with regards to me, but he is going through his own changes at the moment, amd every thing is an issue for him. I can’t help but worry that if he doesn’t get his first choice of school it will send him into a downwards spiral of depression, almost. I have had him in tears over the last few weeks, over seemingly silly little things… But they are things that mean a lot to him.

He’s a precious, unique bundle of joy, and we tell him that all the time. I just hope he remembers that.

So please, spare a thought for my Lil Man, and many other children out there, waiting to hear about their school places today. A nerve wracking time for both the child, amd their parents.

I hope I can report back with something positive this evening…

I’m sorry… Just listening to the news…

“Kent had 600 more secondary applications this year the LEA has cut the number of places by a third.”

Ok, if I wasn’t nervous enough already, that has just got to be the icing on the cake!