There is no pleasure worth forgoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward. ~John Mortimer
Last night I sat and worked out a time line focused on when the kids would be in what grade. I was interested in the year they would finish at a school to go to another – you know grade versus year stuff.
I was aiming to establish when there might ever be a year where I would be driving to one school with kids, or whether I would permanently be a mom-in-transit across several schools.
I got really excited as I thought 2015 was my year, but then I realized I had made a calculation error, and 2015 was not going to be my year.
I will always be going to a minimum of two schools to drop off and collect kids. Three if we decide to send Connor and Georgia to single-sex high schools.
Some years I can look forward to:
2016 – Isabelle will start Grade 1 and it is the same year that Connor starts high school. I will be 44 years old with a daughter in Grade 1 as I face parents entering the school with their first-born. The bulk of them will probably be in the 25 – 32 year age range. These parents are going to be all shiny eyed and bushy-tailed. Eager little beavers. I on the other hand will be a complete jaded wreck! That should do wonders for my self-confidence and ability to offend parents at get togethers.
2019 – The years I will start driving to three schools; two kids in separate high school and one in primary school.
2020 – Connor will finish high school. I will have Georgia in a different high school. Isabelle will still be in
Primary School. That will be a bumper year for driving, but it will mean Connor will be getting ready for University/Fishing College.
2023 – The girls will both be in high school, so this might be the year where I am driving to one school assuming they are at the same school.
2024 – Connor will be in his final year of University (I am allowing for 4 years). Georgia will be starting University/Beauty/Art School and Isabelle will be in Grade 9. So in theory, I could be dropping one child off at one school (I figure university = get there your damn self)
2028 – Isabelle will start university. Connor will be 4 years into paying back his University loan. Georgia will be in her first year of paying back her university loan and I will be 56 years old! This will be the first year that I will not be driving a child to a school and fetching them again. This is working on the premise that no one fails, and life goes to “plan.”
14 years – that is how long I will be driving to and from the EXACT SAME Primary School that my kids are at now. Connor started there in 2009 and Isabelle will finish there in 2022. I have been doing it for three years already and I am already bored out of my tree.
I will be 59 with a child in final year university.
Right there, that alone is an argument in favour of teenage pregnancies (as you are a younger parent when you r kids are big, incase that statement did not make sense on first read).
My friend Warren, kindly did an age progression image for me, so here is what I will look like when I attend Isabelle’s Graduation from University (I did ask him to make me look 60, I think he was aiming for 70 or 75….).
I really hope they have a Zimmer frame facilities and an open bar!
So, how is your time line looking?