God yes it’s awful. I have lots of friends with preschool dc who are heading into the school phase and I keep warning them.....they look at me like I’m mad - more work, what do you mean?
I’ve a secondary dc and a primary dc. It takes twenty minutes to drop the primary one off in the morning. That’s twenty minutes in the actual school, not doing the school run. There’s a place you’ve to put a lunchbox, a place you’ve to put a coat, shoes to change, a drawer to find and put a bag in, a box to find and put homework in, a library book to swap, a snack to put on the snack table, a daily question to answer with your DC, they’ve to write their name on the board as a register, and decide where their little magnetic face is on the fucking mood caterpillar that day. This is all whilst fighting the incoming and outgoing tide of other parents and their dc trying to do the same things in the same tiny spaces. In the evenings we have to negotiate through the nightly reading, nightly maths, write in their book, the homework projects are weekly. Seven or eight School trips every year, book day, world maths day, pta meetings, fashion shows, quiz nights, local history evenings, Four School fairs every year (spring fair, summer fair, autumn fair, Christmas fair!!) non uniform, charity days, harvest festival, carol concert, School play, parents evening, Halloween disco, valentines disco, end of year disco.
The secondary one does at least deliver themselves to school but the homework load is epic, as is the constant demand for specific items for projects of one or the other type. Homework club is provided but never has the equipment needed to actually do the homework. Elder one is always wanting extra money putting on the dinner card, more ink for the printer, wooden dowelling, six metres of tuile, cardamom pods, whatever other random thing they decide they need for the next day. Endless meltdowns about homework meaning one of us coaching through into late nights with alarming regularity.
School is a shitload of work and it drives me mad.