Letting go of the challenges of parenting.

Being a parent can be hard. It’s exhausting, relentless and it can be, dare I say, boring. Although being a parent is wonderful most of the time, I think every parent at some time or another has wished for a sunny beach, peace, quiet and preferably a margarita in hand! But I’ll tell you a little secret that parents of little ones don’t know or even have time to think about….it does change and get easier; almost overnight and then you will miss those challenges with all your heart. The hurdles that we face as parents are only stages in our lives and we need to let them go to fully appreciate the parenting journey. Because of course, a journey always has its ups and downs.

I vividly remember my son going through ‘the yelling phase.’ Basically, he yelled in the night when he wanted something! It could be a drink, a biscuit,  a cuddle, a story, a banana (yes, really!) a new toy….just anything so that he could get our attention. The thing was totally irrelevant but because we had another child that we were frightened would wake up, we tended to go into his room as quickly as possible. This meant one of us was ‘on stand by’ throughout the night and we were exhausted. Of course, we could have left him to cry and yell but for an easier life and because we were not entirely sure he was awake half the time, we got up and went to him. He was only about 2 after all. This became part of my night time thing and I used to dread it. I remember thinking that I couldn’t possibly be this tired and still function. It was awful. And then, one night, it stopped. He slept through without the yelling! Could we be this lucky and have a whole nights sleep? He never yelled out in the night again and this phase in our parenting journey was over, just like that.

When my daughter was about 6 she would not want to go to sleep. We tried the usual stories, milk, teeth, bed routine that had always worked. We tried extra cuddles, we tried rewarding her with a sticker chart and we tried telling her off. Nothing seemed to work. There would always be a reason for her coming down….’ur I can’t sleep….I need a drink….mummy can I just tell you something……ur can I have a grape?’ The ‘Can I have a grape?’ became a family joke but this stage went on for about a year. Yes, a whole year of her coming down in the late evening as she couldn’t get to sleep. Then one night,  it stopped. As quickly as it began, it was over.


I think what I’m trying to say is that the challenges you are facing right now will soon be done. The ‘problem’ that exhausts you or makes you despair will one day be over. Whether it be a fussy toddler that makes you cry with frustration because they will only wear red or the child who lives off fresh air because they never seem to eat a meal. Whether it be the child who refuses to sleep in their own bed or the child that will not settle in the morning at school. These are all challenges at the time but one day, they will stop and life moves on. Children grow and change whilst us parents try to adapt to the changing direction that parenting takes us.

So when your son asks you not to get stressed when he accidently breaks the window of your Greenhouse by launching a hockey ball down the garden, pause, take a breath and smile. He doesn’t remember the 3 DS games, the new Hoover, the car radio or the countless TV remotes that he broke as a destructive toddler. Those were our challenges as parents so let them go and move on. One day, I shall remind him of the Greenhouse window and hope it will become a family story to remember and retell rather than a challenge to overcome.

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The End of the Summer….

As September begins there is a definitely an end to the summer as the children go back to school and a routine emerges once again for all parents. There are packed lunches to be made, children to get up and out within a certain time and bags to be packed. There are no more PJ days when we all hang out until 11am watching TV just because we can. There are no more going to the beach on a whim, days. However, there is comfort in routine and I don’t mind the getting back to three meals a day instead of eating brunch or the definite bed time. I know that many parents will agree with me.

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Teachers do this every year. It’s a strange existence in a way. After doing this for 20 years, I still get the same nerves, the same worry about “have I packed my school bag.” It’s the buying of the school shoes (yes, I have shoes that I wear to school!) or the making sure I’ve been to the dentist/hairdresser/optician. It’s like a start of the new year but in September with “this year I will resist puddings at school,” type mantras!

I often make plans in the summer to get fit or to lose weight but it never happens! I enjoy the summer like a teenager (apart from all the cleaning and dog walking!) and make the most of the long sunshine filled days and lazy time with my family. I am lucky in so many ways and I feel blessed. This year was no exception and we have enjoyed a fun-filled summer holiday. This will be my last year as a parent to two school children as my daughter is in her last year.My last year of watching hockey matches in the cold or enjoying a sneaky hot chocolate whilst we wait for her brother to finish rugby training. I will miss that.


My funny kids cooling their feet in the 42 degree heat in Seville!

I wonder how I will feel this time next year?

So to all of you making new beginnings, whether it be starting a new job or watching your child go off to their first day at school, I wish you luck and happiness. I also hope that you have made strong and fun memories of your summer to look back on with a smile. Have a lovely September. x


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Waiting in the dark for you to come home.

When you were a baby, I would feed you in the dark so that you could learn the difference between night and day. I didn’t want to wake your dad either so would tiptoe across the carpet to get a clean nappy. You would dreamfeed, all snuggled up against my skin, safe and secure in my arms.

When you were a toddler, I would tiptoe across the landing to your baby brothers room in the night to feed him. I would always check in on you. You would often sleep upside down with your bottom in the air! Or you would be smuggled down with your Dutch dolly called “Lovey La-La,” thumb in your mouth. You looked so small in your new “Big Girl” bed. You would often be surrounded by books. I would move a blond curl from your little face.

As a little girl, you would often tiptoe into my room, press your face up to mine and ask me if there were robbers at the door. I would take you back to bed and tuck you in reassuring you that no one could get in. Your little imagination would run riot. You didn’t like the dark and would insist on a night light. Your teddies and soft toys were positioned carefully on your bed so that they could keep an eye on you. Little soldiers guarding you from nightmares and frights.


Now, I’m waiting in the dark. I’m awake you see as you are not yet home. I know you will always text me to let me know that you are safe. You are a good girl like that. But you are not in bed. You are not home. You are where you should be, out with your friends. But I’m awake waiting in the dark. I offered to pick you up but it’s easier, you said to stay with a friend. It’s all planned. That’s ok. I love that you are organised like that. It’s just that, I will always be your mum you see and I will lie in the dark thinking of you, even when you are not here. Have fun. Stay safe. My little girl.


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My ovaries are hurting…..

I was chatting to my good friend, Marie. She is lovely and has children of a similar age to mine and she was asking if I was going to have any more children.

What!??! Urrrr noooooooo!!??

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She always thought that I would have more children you see -I have 2. In fact, I always thought I would have more children. It was just that there was never the right time. I even saved names for those children.

Hubbie didn’t want another when I did (when son was about 4). Then when I definitely could not see myself with another, he started to consider the thought! By then, the gap would have been 8 years between 2 and 3 and I just couldn’t imagine starting again. Anyway, I was working full time and I couldn’t imagine working, having 2 school aged children and a baby! I was only just managing with the routine I had. I remember a family member telling me that I didn’t want to get to 40 and regret it or that every baby was a blessing.

I reached 40 and decided that I did not want another baby. I was so happy and lucky to have the family I have.

But then my ovaries started hurting…..

I think it’s my bodies way of telling me this is my last chance. I mean, I’m 45 now so there is such a slim chance! This blogging malarky doesn’t help either as so many of you lovely people have such cute babies! And dont get me started on Instagram! OMG the cuteness!


I think my ovaries are hurting because I just miss my children being babies? Does that make sense? I miss me being a mummy of younger children I guess. I think that’s just part of my make-up; I’m a primary school teacher so enjoy this age group. That’s not to say I don’t love my teenagers….I just miss them as babies. Or, may be my ovaries are hurting because I’m perimenopausal?? Yeah, that’ll be it!

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What do I miss?

I have amazing children who are now almost grown. I started this blog because I found that although I was working part time, I finally had time to do something else. My parenting days are far from over but my teenagers just don’t physically need me as much and it happened quite suddenly. It crept up on me when I found myself alone one Saturday afternoon enjoying a cup of tea and realised that I didn’t need to be anywhere! It got me thinking about all the things that used to drive me nuts that I was actually now missing. It’s as if my “parenting routines comfort blanket” has been removed and I am now thinking about how I should replace it. I’m feeling sad and possibly hormonal (ahh the menopausal brain) so bear with me!

  • Being up early

Oh how I craved a lie-in when the children were tiny! My hubbie and I used to try to take turns having that extra hour in bed at the weekends but it often never worked out that way. The baby would need feeding or we would take the children swimming early to fit in with naps. Having any extra time to sleep became a bit of an obsession! But now we have teenagers who think sleeping is a national sport I just don’t seem to need to lie in! I wake up naturally at 7.30am on a Saturday and although it’s great to be able to take a cup of tea back to bed, the children are asleep for half the day! If we plan to do anything it has to be after lunch really. I miss the early morning snuggles reading that book over and over… There, I said it!

  • Children’s TV

This is going to sound bonkers but I miss CBeebies with Tinky Winky, Iggle Piggle and Peppa Pig. I even miss the theme tunes! In my job as a teacher I was always knowledgable with what the children liked when I had small children at home. “Oh yes I did see that episode when Daddy Pig slept outside in the car!” Now, I don’t have a clue and think the fact kids watch some Japanese woman opening Lego on YouTube slightly disturbing! I certainly don’t miss iCarly or some of those tween programmes that my children used to watch but I do miss Good luck Charlie. Charlie was just too cute!  It’s now Ex on the beach, Prison Break or Indian cricket (sorry, not for me).

  • Buying Children’s clothes

It’s such a chore shopping with babies and young children isn’t it but at least they don’t have a say in what you buy. If you want them to wear that cute piglet suit then they will. If you want to dress them in an old-fashioned sailor suit then so be it! Tweens and teens have a very definite idea of what they like and dislike. I remember trying to persuade my    son that shirts that he had been happily wearing for the past 3 years, were smart but no, he just wouldn’t wear one. My children have a monthly allowance for clothes now that we gave them when they turned 14. It saves the aggro to be honest and if they want that Supreme T-shirt that costs £60, then they have to save for it. But, I miss the cute children’s clothes you can buy and having a say on what they wear.

  • Going anywhere!

I’m not sure if this is just my children but I miss going on day trips. If I ask my two what they would like to do during the holidays, the only thing we agree on is to go to the cinema or to London. Well, going to London for a day or longer is not really a day trip for us because we would have to find someone to check on the dog. It’s also an expensive day out as we would go on the train and they want to shop! Days out in the ‘Big Smoke’ are therefore, not going to happen often.  They also don’t mind being driven to see friends of course but that doesn’t include me or Hubbie! It may also be because I have a girl and a boy so my son may want to go ice skating for example but my daughter would want to go out for a meal. But I miss farm parks and soft play (For little kids). I miss going to the beach (too much sand apparently) or walking in a nearby beauty spot (too cold/wet/boring). Often, we just don’t go anywhere or we eat out. They then complain that they are bored! Hohum.

  • Having evenings “off”

I love having my teenagers watching TV with me (especially CSI or Americas Next Top Model) but sometimes I would like an evening “off”. I would like to watch what want to watch and not have to fight to watch Broadchurch or Gardeners World! With small children they are, hopefully, asleep by 8pm so you can relax and spend some quality time with your hubbie. Well I miss that. Often, my teens are still up when we go to bed.

So there you have it. I love my teens but I miss my babies. Perhaps it’s nostalgia that protects us from the hard times we had with young children? There are many times that I remember feeling tired, overwhelmed and fed up but I still miss it. So, enjoy the times that make you feel tired, over whelmed or fed up because those times don’t last. In fact, they are over in a blink of an eye and then you’ll be looking at the next stage in your life whether you like it or not.


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The wobbly tooth brigade.

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My mum always used to tell us that we must take photographs of our children when they were gappy and toothless. I always thought that was a bit weird. I mean, surely a cute picture of our kids with beautiful smiles was better for the wall? But now, I look back at those photos of gappy grins with great fondness. What a lovely stage in a child’s life and this year, I happen to teach this age group! It’s truly such a joy even when they relish in wobbling those pearly whites in front of me and they make that squeaky noise in the process…

  • Although missing teeth, six year olds are not missing out on having a creative imagination and they still see wonder in the world. Children of this age are so curious aren’t they? They are still excited about playing in the woods or jumping in puddles. They love princesses and dinosaurs yet will talk about EastEnders or something that perhaps they shouldn’t!
  • They ask so many amazing questions yet have a certain understanding about their world that enables you to have proper discussions. My favourite questions this week include; Why does the colour of people’s skin make some people horrible to each other? Why don’t we all share the food in all the world so that some poor people can have some? I have solar panels on my house so why do we have to pay for electricity when it is free from the sun? What amazing questions! In fact, I had difficulty answering these! I mean, I agree….why don’t we all share the world’s food??
  • Six year olds are just gaining emotional empathy and can begin to see things from another persons point of view. They tend to make closer friendships and love the company of their friends. Mummy or Daddy still comes first but certain friends are becoming more important to them.
  • With new friendships comes dealing with social dilemmas. I’m always fascinated by watching children play in the playground at how they deal with things. Of course, some parents get worried when their child comes home and retells a story about something that has happened to them in school but it’s so important to allow children to deal with these issues for themselves first if they can. The child who just joins in with everyone. The child who has to be the centre of attention. The child who can’t negotiate roles particularly well but who everyone loves anyway. It’s fascinating and no different to adults!
  • I love the way children at this age still believe in magic. They still believe in Father Christmas and fairies. Of course, the tooth fairy is visiting quite a bit and I’m always interested to see how much she leaves! In some households this can be quite a bit more than my tooth fairy left!

I love that children of this age are so eager to learn. The speed of progress is also quite noticeable for most at this age. They just want to know everything. Now if possible. It’s almost as if by losing their baby teeth, they are becoming Proper Little People. Perhaps that’s why my mum encouraged us to take photos of our children at this age. It’s actually quite a milestone. So, enjoy your wobbly tooth brigade as the preteen stage is just around the corner! Oh and take lots of photos as they are handy to embarrass teens……..


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What’s annoying me series….This one is about having toddlers and preschoolers.

You would think that this one would be easy as toddlers and preschoolers do lots of annoying things but I have found this the hardest. I think it’s because I loved my children as toddlers and preschoolers. Now I know this is hard to believe but they were just so cute at this age!

Here are my top annoying things about having toddlers and preschoolers….

  • Housework….Every time I tried to wash up, some little person had to “help.” My daughter would spend ages stood at the sink on a chair washing up plastic cups and plates. Shame I couldn’t hire her out actually because she was good! Shame about the floor, her clothes, the chair….It’s the same with any household job isn’t it? Our children are so desperate to help out but it’s sooo annoying as every job takes sooo long. Actually that’s reminded me of another memory….my son didn’t want to wash up. He wanted to stay in the car when I was unloading the shopping and play “driving”. In fact, sometimes I would leave him in there….just for a bit….actually whilst I made a cup of tea.
  • Polishing…..OMG I remember my daughter ” helping” me polish once…she sprayed polish everywhere! All over the floors, the windows, the cat….Hubbie came home and nearly killed himself as his work shoes had leather soles….”Hi! I’m home….whoa wtf!” Luckily, he’s great at skating.
  • Smearing….polish reminded me of smearing…toddlers love it don’t they?…..paint, polish, food, mud, poo…my friends little boy went through this with poo…if she didn’t get to him early enough in the morning….ugh! Luckily my kids were the opposite….”uuuurg, mummy poo, no poo now mummy!”
  • Going to the loo. Mine would never let me go to the loo on my own! It was sooo annoying, especially when we were out. “No, poppet, don’t touch the door! No! Oh sorry…..” Why do they make the door just out of reach in cafe toilets when you’re sat on the toilet?!
  • Wanting to walk when you are in a hurry. Toddlers always want to walk when you are in a hurry don’t they? I used to call this “Toddler time'” Everything s l o w s down and you have to look at everything! Kinda cute now I’m thinking of it but highly annoying at the time. Then when you think you’ve cracked it when they are about 21/2 years old they suddenly decide that they never want to walk again and want to spend all day in their buggy….. you can’t win. I remember strangers staring at my huge 4 year old in a buggy walking to collect my oldest from school…. “yes, I know he should walk and yes, he looks about 7 but he’s 4 so deal with it!”
  • Tantrums in public places…. a classic but very annoying. The classic in the oldhouse is when I was in Spain with my extended family and my youngest hadn’t slept due to a late plane. We were also late to eat so classic melt down moment. OMG It was the meltdown of the century……my huge 4-year-old boy kicking and screaming and trying to pull out my hair. I wrestled him into the car and locked the doors and sat on the pavement and cried! It was just horrible but the annoying part was being told that perhaps he needed to see a psychologist by a well-meaning family member! Urrr No, he’s tired and hungry and you are extremely annoying!
  • Saying, “No!” This is especially annoying because you desperately want to keep them quiet as your life would be so much worse if the other one would wake up! My son used to shout, “No! No! No!” at the top of his voice when he was half asleep……hoohum. “Do you want a drink?” “No!” O.K then….
  • Clothes. Toddlers and preschoolers love to be in control don’t they? One thing they love to do for themselves is to choose their own clothes which can be annoying. Shorts in snow? Why not! Spider-Man outfit to a wedding? Super! Actually my sister had this great approach……just roll with it and let them wear what they like! Some of their outfits were so bonkers but those kids have style!
  • Reading the same book or doing the same puzzle over and over again….ooh and again for good measure. ((sigh)). I’m only just looking at “The last Noo-noo” with fondness rather than annoyance (and yes, my Reception class also used to love it so I read it AGAIN at school!!)
  • Whining. That says it all really.

I actually thought of more than I thought I would! ha ha.

I’m kind of glad that stage is over now on reflection! It was annoying but I do miss my toddlers and preschoolers sense of humour. They were so funny at times! I think I miss the simplicity of their emotions; at least what you see is what you get…..unlike teenagers…….ummmmm.




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What’s annoying me series…..This one is about having babies.


Ok, so this is about pregnancy, giving birth and having young babies……All these experiences have happened to me and are slightly annoying.

  • Avoiding pregnancy was annoying…..take a pill, wear a condom. No! Don’t come there! You know…. but trying to get pregnant on purpose is also annoying. Take your temperature, put your bum in the air, carry your husbands sperm to the clinic in your cleavage to keep it warm…..I’ve done it all and it’s very, very annoying.
  • You’re pregnant! After 3 years! But you can’t tell anyone…..now that’s annoying! I did tell my mum, well you would heh?!
  • Pregnancy wasn’t how I imagined it to be…..puking at the smell of anything, falling asleep at 6pm but being awake all night, OMG the size of my boobs! Sleeping on the sofa for 4 months due to sciatica and only having one tent dress that fitted. All annoying but it was worth it….
  • Listening to birth stories! OMG…why do other woman do this?  Hello? I’m already pregnant! My older relatives were the worst……..sooo annoying.
  • Nesting. Why do we concentrate on getting the exact shade of lemon yellow for the nursery when we should be doing all the things we can’t do once baby arrives? The annoying thing is, we don’t realise this and continue to worry about the quality of the pram blankets…..
  • Giving birth. Look I know that some woman have this life changing, inspiring birth moment and that’s annoying, but I didn’t. So, to the midwife that stuck her hand up inside me declaring my baby was breech, then smiling that I could still do this naturally, you were fucking annoying. Then, to the same midwife who got cross that I was one of “too many” woman to plan a millennium baby who was now crowding the hospital….that was a tad annoying as I had taken 3 years to get to this point! But, to the other sooo kind midwife who told me I COULD do this and breathed with me at 10cm to get the epidural needle in, thank you….I was probably really annoying!
  • To the other new mum in the C section ward who sang all night to her new baby when mine actually slept through. Shut up!  You were annoying as that was possibly the only nights sleep I could have had in 9 months.
  • To my new mum friends….you were soo annoying the way your baby slept through/ate new foods/crawled early/gained a tooth etc etc BUT you were also soo much fun and you kept me sane during those annoying sleepless nights.


  • To my boobs….you were annoying because you produced way too much milk which made me wear about four tops per day. All that washing was very annoying. You also were bloody sore at times and looked like a pair of small bald men were feeding my, in comparison, tiny baby. Although to my hubbie, you were far from annoying!!
  • To my mirrored wardrobe….I used to be able to see my reflection in the twilight as I sat up to breastfeed at 2/3/4am in those early days as my hubbie lay snoring next to me….you were annoying as I was oh so tired and I could see myself and remember thinking, “I used to be hot…..!”
  • To time…. I wished I could have controlled you….at times I wish you would speed up especially when my baby was crying for hours on end! Now, I wish I could rewind you and relive the precious first few months that I never appreciated due to tiredness and lack of experience….time is annoying because lovely times fly by whilst stressful times seem to stick. Hold your babies close and try to look up every now and then. Time makes memories fade…..


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What’s annoying me series….This one is about having school aged kids.

Having children of school age is great in so many ways because, let’s face it, they are out of the house for at least 6 hours per day. However there are many annoying things too….

  • The endless charitable events….they are so annoying! Dress up as a book character, crazy hair day, bring your Grandma to school event?? Wtf. First of all, Grandma works and doesn’t really want to go to school and dance in a circle even if her grandchild is the best thing ever! Secondly, when your kid refuses to be a Disney character again (and this happens at about aged 7) then what am I supposed to find them to wear??
  • The newsletter. Rarely do we read these. Let’s be honest here. Do you actually read this EVERY WEEK. I always miss something and that’s sooo annoying! Like a parents evening…..But mum! I told you it was tonight! Oops. Or the Very Important Meeting. I’m often the mum who gets the after meeting notes by email with the, “We missed you at the Very Important Meeting…..” Actually, I was pretty good with this when the children were in primary school but lost the will to live by secondary school to be honest.
  • The boring lunchtime meals…..”Yes, I know you had ham sandwiches yesterday” or “Why don’t you want anything apart from ham??”Sooo annoying. And then it’s the senior school canteen…..when your kids said they ate nothing as it’s all horrid and the oldest goes to the shop instead. Well, I’m not paying for nothing! Sooo annoying.
  • The parties. Every week some kid has a party don’t they? And the parents seem to like to outdo each other with extravaganzas for their precious offspring. And then your child has to dress up/bring a swimming costume when it’s too small as well as buying a suitable gift. It’s just all so expensively annoying.
  • Having kids at different schools and realising that they also have different school holidays and TD days. Really?? Couldn’t the schools have talked to each other? Bloody annoying!
  • The annoying playground mum who looks amazing, works full-time, has 4 children and is the Chair of the PTA. There is something there that is oh sooo annoying but I also take my hat off to her. ((sigh))
  • The reading level competition. What level is your child on? oh really? thats a bit worrying…..Mummy, Sebastian is on level orange already! So what? do I really care what level my child is on? Not really, well may be a bit but my child is brilliant at making Lego models and great at annoying his sister so Stop! It’s very competitively annoying!
  • The never-ending fighting, squabbling and rolling around pulling each others hair/jumper/other body part. Kids love to play-fight don’t they?? I know it’s part of having siblings but I used to find it soooo annoying! Mum! Child has got my unicorn! But you dont play with that anymore! So? it’s MINE! Mum! Child hurt me and bit my finger! Mum! Mum! Mum! I used to hear that in my sleep.
  • Having a battle to find school uniform in the morning. Why does uniform always disappear or appear muddy/stained with ink/crumpled in a bag at 7.30am? That is soooo annoying! And why does sports kit disappear even though I have labelled each item to within an inch of its life?? And, why is it always ONE sock that goes missing???
  • Children of this age can. not. wait. Wait! I’m just on the phone! Wait! I’m just talking with your teacher! Wait! Slow down and do NOT go ahead on your scooter! Wait! You are impatiently annoying!
  • The coming down the stairs in the evening…this has become a family story actually because my daughter used to come downstairs every night for about, ooh 10 years. She was so inventive too with her excuses! Mum, can I have a (pause) grape? Mum, will a burglar be able to come through my sky-light at night? Dad, will you read me a story/find me a blanket/tissue/drink/give me a kiss/teddy/torch? Dad, why is it (pause to think) dark? that the tooth fairy only flies at night? that no one comes when I call for you???? Sooooooo annoying! What can I say? she was an anxious child.
  • Book bag notes. Now I was always conscious of this being a teacher but a few crept up on even me….the notes in the book bag that are actually quite important about needing wellies/favourite book/something white that you do not see and then turn up at school where every other kid is wearing white/wellies/with their favourite book except you. That is sadly quite annoying!
  • Lastly, the most annoying thing about having school aged children is the fact they change into teens…and that moves them further towards the part I am dreading….the leaving for University or to go live somewhere else. So, hold your children close and enjoy these funny moments. They might be annoying but they are oh so precious.



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Where did you come from??

I’m at home today as my son is ill. I watch him as he lies on the sofa covered up (well part of him) in a blanket with his big feet hanging over the edge of the sofa. Where did he come from? I ask myself. This huge, great man child who I love with all my heart.

This was a question that my mum used to relay to us as children. It became a family “thing”. “Where did you come from?” It’s hard to imagine our children before they were born isn’t it? But once they are here it’s hard to imagine them not being here. Where were they before? Were they waiting somewhere, waiting to be born?

Apparently mum asked my younger sister this once when she was about 3. Immediately she replied, “I came in a wocket!” We still laugh at this now….a rocket indeed, with a man called Robert apparently. Maybe we come and leave this world in a rocket….wouldn’t that be something!

My son was 3 only yesterday but here he is almost grown. Where did the smiley and content little baby who slept through the night and ate his body weight in baby rice go? Where did the defiant and chatty little toddler who asked 4 million questions a day without waiting for an answer, go? Where did the cheeky and physical little boy who refused to wear trousers and took his Lego creations to bed with him, go? Where did the school boy who loved hot chocolate with cream who was obsessed with Transformers, go?

He’s still here. He’s just feeling poorly. He may now be a fully fledged teenager; shaving, texting girls, obsessed with sport but he still here. He still loves to wear shorts and eats his body weight in food. But although he may have changed, he’ll always be my boy and hopefully he’ll always want his mum to make him a hot chocolate. Well, maybe until she gets taken off in a wocket…..




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