Are you already feeling overwhelmed by the school year? I’m hovering around a 67 percent—definitely a solid D+. But don’t worry, I’ll probably drop down to a 20 percent in no time.
Just last week, I was the reigning champion of organization when it came to my kids’ schooling. I had a system in place! Mornings were a well-oiled machine: I laid out bowls and spoons alongside cereal, with fresh berries, tangerines, or bananas on standby. I’d rise 30 minutes early to brew my coffee and check off permission slips or sign homework pads. I even had a labeled folder titled “mom,” where I kept school newsletters, our carpool number, and a calendar tracking school closures and holiday breaks.
By the time the school bus arrived at 4 p.m., I had fruit, a nutritious snack, and chilled water cups waiting on the table. “Hang your backpacks up!” I would cheer as my kids came through the door. I made sure their shoes made it to the closet and sorted through old school papers cluttering the counter.
Last week, I was ready to embody the ideal mom that Pinterest promised me I could be. Fast forward to this week, and I’ve already been jolted awake by a hungry child who decided to rise 20 minutes late because I neglected to set my alarm. In the chaos of after-school, my kids have indulged in cookies, ham slices, and snacks I had explicitly told them were “only for school.” The pile of papers on my counter? I’m pretty sure at least 56 of them require my signature, along with a check or an offer of indentured servitude.
We haven’t even scratched the surface of the school year, and I’m already struggling. By winter break, I’ll be counting with my toes, and by the year’s end, my children will be living off leftover holiday candy.
But I refuse to feel ashamed. Shame is for those who hold themselves to impossibly high standards. Instead, I’m left pondering why the motivation to organize and prepare is so strong in September, only to fade into a measure of my failures by October.
In previous years, I’ve attempted to revamp our routine by relocating backpacks from hooks in the hallway to the dining room chairs. I hung cork boards, set schedules for everything from backpack checks (4:00 to 4:15 p.m.) to family reading sessions post-dinner. Yet, regardless of the method I implement, there’s always a moment when someone pulls out a homework assignment at 7:51 a.m. that I never saw because we skipped checking the backpacks the night before. Where on earth did your backpack end up? Oh right, under the back porch.
Inevitably, someone has to rush to the bathroom (“Mom, it’s an emergency!”) when we should be gathered in the living room reading together—like a picture-perfect family even Clifford the Big Red Dog would roll his eyes at. By the time I ask, “Do you have anything for me to sign?” my kids are halfway to their friends’ houses, with shoes left behind under the couch or in the driveway, and our dog is literally chewing on someone’s homework.
Simply put, it’s not just us; it’s them. The chaos that ensues in our lives is woven into the very fabric of our children’s existence. Add in school fundraisers, flyers igniting a newfound passion for trapeze lessons or combat chess club, PTA duties, and the frantic search for new sneakers to replace the ones your seemingly giant children have already outgrown, and it’s no surprise that a single pencil with an eraser is nowhere to be found.
We were never designed to win this game. Our role is to manage losses, and that’s it. When it comes to maintaining order this school year, we are, as always, just trying to survive. Victory belongs to Pinterest and that one perfect mom with the spotless car interior (may her children step in dog poop, amen). The rest of us need to don our resigned faces and assist our little ones in locating the power cord for their school laptop—the one that should’ve been at the family charging station I set up back on Labor Day.
So, gear up and keep an extra pen and notepad handy in your car for all those moments you need to whip up a last-minute permission slip because someone decided to take the field trip form to the bathroom during reading time. Let’s just say your chances of getting that signed slip to the teacher by tomorrow are quite slim.
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In summary, as the school year unfolds, it’s clear that striving for perfection is a losing battle. Embrace the chaos, manage the mayhem, and remember we’re all in this together.