I was the first person to hold you when you came screaming into our world.
Birth is not a big deal, I thought, as I passed you to Daddy so he could meet his girl.
The midwife made a big deal when I said I didn’t know how to fasten a nappy,
It made me feel stupid and alone, when really I should have just felt happy.
I found feeding you so difficult at first, but I tried and tried and tried.
Health visitors thought I was being dramatic when the pain came and I cried.
But, I persevered; I fed you myself and in the end it wasn’t a big deal,
The long nights soon started and then the sh*t got real.
Sleep deprivation became a well known form of torture,
Never did you sleep in the lovely cot we bought you.
No big deal.Tomorrow you start school and that’s no big deal,
You’re more than ready and this I know, but what’s this emptiness I feel?
Your uniform is hanging neatly in your darkened room,
And you’re sleeping right now so sweetly with your dreams dancing in full bloom.
“It’s your first day tomorrow! What will you do if Mummy cries?”
“It’s not a big deal, stop saying that!” Then you roll your eyes.
I can tell you’re ready, it’s plain to see because
When I talk about school, you literally beam with glee.
I hope it lives up to your expectations and is everything you want it to be,
I hope you make friends quickly and are not too shy like me.
But, if you find your first day tough, don’t worry, it’s not a big deal,
There’s always another day where you can start a fresh and put up a brand new shield.
There will be times when I can’t help, there will be issues you’ll have to deal.
And what you feel will one day be felt, because as time passes, you will heal.
Friends may come and friends may go, but please remain kind and true,
Popularity doesn’t matter as just long as you are you.
Mummy is looking forward to listening to your story books,
I won’t make a big deal when you learn new words; I will avoid your embarrassed looks.
It’ll be no big deal when you’re all dressed up, armed and ready to go.
I won’t fuss with your hair, take lots of photos and insist on the girly red bow.
As a teacher, I know you are in the best place you can be,
You need to learn from others and not just listen to nagging from me.
Your teachers will know you inside out and will know what it is you like to learn,
It’s not a big deal if you struggle at something; it’s okay to crash and burn.
But, it’s important that you stand back up again and tackle the challenge you face.
Your teachers won’t think it’s a big deal, in fact, they will think you’re ace.
As you go into your new school, I will go into mine too,
And I will greet new pupils who have butterflies in their tummies just like you.
I’ll smile, introduce myself and play down the importance of the day.
“Right! Who know’s what a homophone is? Let’s crack on.” is what I’ll say.
It’s alright to feel overwhelmed when you experience something new,
Just smile to yourself because it’s no big deal as friends will always find you.
Go get ’em kidda! (Mummy know it’s a huge deal really!)