“How many kilometres until school?” Seriously, I dunno kid.
“How many degrees will it be today?” Really? How would I know?
“Why don’t I have any friends?”
“…Why do I never get invited to any parties?”
My heart sinks. Actually, it breaks.
All those friends we made in kinder, all those “favours” I did for other mums, it all essentially amounts to nothing. All those cakes I’ve baked, flowers sent, play dates organised, soup left on the doorstep, school pickups covered.
A year ago I insisted that he invite his bully to his birthday party so he wouldn't feel excluded. We have striven to teach him to be inclusive - but at what cost? Where did I go wrong?
My kid is amazing. He's funny and smart and interesting. His smile lights up a room and his laugh is irresistible. He's a tricky kid. An amazing combo of brains and heart who struggles a little to keep up with his peers physically.