To my shock and horror, this morning as we were about to leave for school, I found out that my son had left his entire school bag at school. I was flummoxed, confused, bewildered, speechless and livid.
I just couldn’t understand why he would take out his homework and jumper and leave the bag in school. There has to be a logical reason. My brain just can’t process this.
Several times I asked, are you ready for school? “Yes mummy”. Have you packed your things? “Yes mummy”. At no point did it occur to him to mention that “oh, I left my bag at school”.
I just will never ever understand. I’ve long accepted that children are wired to stretch you to your limit and then re-stretch you all over again the next day and the next and the next and the next.
Naturally, we ended up being late for school because I just couldn’t get over the fact that the bag was not at home so I went looking round obvious places. It really was left at school! Shocking!
Having dropped them off and calmed down, I realised that in the process our morning drama that I, the mother, the self-righteous one who always gets it right, who never forgets anything, who is perfect in all her ways; left my bag at home.