Been rather quiet of late as just too busy to find the time to write anything down. And frankly, I’ve also been too tired. I have a million ideas for blog posts in my head but I can’t find the impetus to unscramble them enough to make sense.
Anyway, we are heading towards the end of the academic year and I know that all my children are very grateful for this, and the holiday we’ve booked. M especially is having trouble coping with the changes to the school day that end of term inevitably brings, but with the exception of one major faux pas (and they have unreservedly apologised) school have been great at explaining changes in routine in plenty of time, and doing all they can to minimise the stress on her.
Unfortunately, I think one of those changes was instrumental in making M ill for three days afterwards. I can’t prove it, but I am going to start keeping a diary of when she is unwell and seeing if I can link it to a particularly stressful event immediately preceding it. She had a day at a much larger school, with the children from four local primaries (about 200 children) doing their version of the Commonwealth Games. Her PSA was in charge of giving M breaks from the noise and generally looking after her, and from what I can tell she did a sterling job. M was fairly chipper when she came out of school and told me a lot of what had happened during the time at the other school. She mentioned that Mrs T had looked after her especially when it began to rain.
However, she was nervy and aggressive at tea time, and several times during Beavers (which was outside and therefore low sensory) she asked to go home, but we made it through the evening. She needed a very long bath to try and unwind, and it was only partially successful as she had a very restless night. The next morning her temperature was up and she was coughing non stop so I kept her at home. Sadly she wasn’t well enough to go to her Saturday dancing class or a birthday party she had really been looking forward to. Sunday was slightly better but I knew she still wasn’t right when her evening melatonin knocked her out in under fifteen minutes.
She’s been back in school this week and coping OK. The infant class has been working hard on an enterprise task and this afternoon we (parents and grandparents etc) were invited up to spend our cash. There was a nail bar, hand massages, a raffle, cakes and biscuits, and a couple of small games to try to win a prize, followed by tea and cakes in the canteen. They had made everything, right down to the table decorations:-
Straight after school we headed up to my friends as we were invited to play with her two kids. The sun was blazing and for two hours they expended vast amounts of energy on the trampoline and climbing trees. M is currently crashed out with the curtains closed watching a dvd. She will have a long deep bath and hopefully be calm, and sleep well. After tomorrow she will have only two further days of this school year to deal with and then she can relax.
And so, hopefully, can I.