OPINION:
This week all around the country, parents are sighing with relief that school is back.
There will be tears, outfit dilemmas, drama over whether the cool crowd will speak to you, and the lunchbox battle. These days the latter can apply as much to the parents as the student.
My daughter is starting school today. She woke up on the weekend and declared she was desperate to go to school because she really wanted to learn something. Anything it seemed would do for the sponge that is her brain, so we did some spelling for a nanosecond. The attention spans of Mum and Dad were shorter than hers.
With her having been at preschool for a number of years, I'm no stranger to packing the lunchbox, dropping off and picking up, navigating parent committees, and the like. All of these things I don't give much time thinking about, yet over the past week I've been reading about the horrors of being a Mum to a school-aged child.