Poor Tall Girl is sad. She cried all over the place at tea time. She said she felt like crying at school. She wants to turn the clock back and return to primary school. She is missing her friends and her teacher. She is tired. The new school is all so much of a struggle each day, just getting to grips with the new environment, the routine and the journey.
I remember when she left playschool and went to infant school, all she ever wanted to do was return to playschool again. She lives a little in the past, a bit like me really.
However I think, as well as all that, poor Tall girl is suffering from her newly found hormones. Those nasty ones that make you want to cry at the drop of a hat, or kill someone, or both!!
Tonight I made her a warm rose and lavender bath. Put her CD player in the bathroom (I know that's not strictly safe but it was a long way from the bath), put on her favourite CD and left her to soak. She had a relaxing herbal tea afterwards with lashings of honey and went to bed sleepily happy.
Tonight I fell I may have helped, a little. My poor Tall Girl. It's a hard job growing up.
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Hello! Oh, that all sounds a delicate handful of the sort that is a million miles away from boys growing up. How lovely that you were there in a nurturing way - complex business being of the fairer sex, huh?
Hope TG wakes up with a happy outlook.
Is that picture a Neal's Yard product? It looks like their brand.
You sound like a wonderful mummy! My oldest grandchild has experienced one year in a large comprehensive after moving from a tiny tiny village school. She was split up from her primary school friends ( new school so big they have to divide the year into several classes). She feels her best friend now has a better group of friends than she does.
The same is happening here ... some days I feel I can hardly speak for fear of being growled at! It's tough, isn't it? x
Awwww poor tall girl. But advanced mothering skills you've got there. At least she's only at the crying stage. You'll probably want to brace yourself for the doorslamming in a few years.
Hi BS5, yep , sorting out Tall Girl is a whole lot different from SS! And, yes that is a Neals Yard product. I had a little look in there yesterday and couldn't resist. The lovely lady behind the counter gave me some free samples too :)
Kitty, You're suffering too?!! You have to feel sorry for them though don't you?
Bobo, we get the door slamming sometimes, I think the frequency may increase with age though!
Our little girl is struggling with getting used to Primary School. Went there for a few days and said "I've done that now. I don't need to go back!" If only life was that simple.
Suburbia, "pre-teen angst" says it all! I remember my teen years all too well (yes, I do remember that far back!) as well as my two daughters going through it. Tall Girl is very lucky to have such an empathetic mother.
Right now a hot bath and soothing music sounds pretty good to me, too:)
I do feel for Tall Girl, growing up is not easy, we always want to go back but it would never be the same.
Poor Tall Girl. Secondary is so different from the cosy warmth of primary school isn't it? Its hard enough just to try and be at the right classroom at the right time with everything youre expected to have with you! It kinda un-does all the good stuff that primary school gives them. Plus girly hormones thrown in. It really isn't easy. Not at all.
You done the best thing-with a nice bath and 'pampery' things! Hope it gets better for her.
If you ever decide to adopt another daughter, please let me know, I will be anxiously waiting on the edge of the seat.
I *love* a good hot rose petal bath, with baby oil and candles all over the place and relaxing music playing in the background. It does wonders.
What a very good mummy you are.
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
Aww, poor girl. It is such a change going to senior school. I feel so sorry for my first years as they battle to come to terms with different rooms, books, subjects, teachers, etc slowly getting more and more exhausted as we head to Christmas. However, they do return in January as fully fledged pre-teens with renewed confidence - hang in there!
The same thing happened to my daughter when she moved up to secondary school in Sept 2007. She went from a small primary school where she knew everyone to a huge girls school which is a 45 minute walk away. Everyday she came home and said that she wanted to go back to her old school. It's taken a year but she now seems to have settled in. It's so hard for them isn't it.
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