I know this is a small issue when there are so many bigger issues going on. But it's big to us and has been a real source of worry and anxiety over the past few years.
In 2016 we moved house with 8 month old DD. Our previous house was too small for family to stay and we hoped to have another DC (which we have since done) so figured it would be best to move at that point. However, our old house had the advantage of being in a council area that is renowned for having very good schools. Our new house is...not in this council, it's practically on the border. I'm ashamed to say we did not realise this when we bought the house. As far as we knew, there was a good school just up the road that the seller's children attended. Even once we knew about it being a different council, we figured we'd just make a placement request when the time came. I know, I know. But, in my defence I was massively sleep deprived, so the majority of organisation fell on DH who was also sleep deprived and stressed. Plus we had major house lust and really didn't think it would be a problem.
DD is now 4 and we see things rather differently. The school nearest to us that we assumed she'd attend has become massively popular and even people who live opposite are now not guaranteed a place. Meanwhile our local catchment school is not great - actually tbf the primary would be fine, it's more the catchment secondary I have major concerns about.
We ended up putting in a placement request for the school that's opposite DD's nursery. Not the best school in the council but still has a good reputation and is a feeder school to several excellent secondaries. That was back in December. We were expecting to hear about it this week. I've just found out the deadline has been extended to the end of May because of the Coronavirus.
I'm gutted. We've been waiting for so long to hear news and have been hoping for the best. I've been feeling guilty about affecting DD's future just because we wanted a bigger house, and really hoping that this would all work out. On top of the general Coronavirus anxiety, stress of juggling wfh and childcare and all the rest of it, it just feels like a total blow. I guess it was giving me something to focus on and knowing we have to wait a bit longer is so disappointing.
It's not even like I went to a 'good' school, my comprehensive was very much bottom of the tables. I've made out ok as I was lucky to have supportive parents but I was bullied for being different and I don't want that for my child. OK I'm going to risk sounding like 'that' parent but DD is very sensitive and really wants to be going to school with her friends. Not somewhere where she won't know a soul. Especially as she's no longer in nursery so the transition will be even bigger.
I know, I need to get a grip. I have healthy DC, me and DH are healthy, a lovely house (which has been a godsend during lockdown, ultimately I'll never regret moving), there are always options and it's really not going to be the end of the world. I'm just really struggling tonight. Everything feels so pointless, I was already dreading limping through another month of lockdown, not seeing family etc, and this is making it worse.
Come on AIBU folk, give me a slap round the head and a reality check please! Oh and my advice to new parents and house buyers out there...don't buy a house when you're cruising on two hours broken sleep a night...