I hate Mother's Day. There, I said it. It's a combination of the overwhelming anxiety, guilt and obligation that comes with needing to visit my own Mother, who is very ill and can't make use of the token chocolates, bubble baths and flowers the shops offer, and the deeply-embedded guilt I feel at receiving any … Continue reading Mother’s Day.
Half term is here. One weeks off school for the children (and the teachers) to wind down and have a little break. Anyone ever noticed how young children don't seem to understand that half term is a "break"? If anything, I'd say my daughter uses more energy during the week off school. As a single … Continue reading How To Survive Half Term
What a bizarre Monday it has been. This morning was going really smoothly (something I think we should all be suspicious of on a Monday), as most school mornings have done lately, until about five minutes before we were due to leave. I was cramming my marketing notes into my handbag when Sprog piped up … Continue reading Playground Problems
As some of my regular readers may know, I have no childcare in place. I've never used a childminder or a sitter. I don't have the option of leaving Sprog with my parents. I've just started a new job. So of course, as expected, the dilemma of childcare has come up again. It was already … Continue reading Childcare: The Continued Dilemma
My daughter cried this morning, because she doesn't think it is fair that a "nasty man with carpet hair" is in charge of America.
Okay so the first week back at school since Christmas... Kicked my arse. However, I was content telling myself that after the second week I would be back in the swing of things. We are two days into the second week, and things have gotten even more complicated. I should explain that my usual week … Continue reading Scheduling Errors and Stress
I am having a small-person's-birthday related meltdown as I write this post. Sprog's birthday is creeping up on me, and last year it managed to take me by surprise even though I was well aware it was coming. Sprog has not shut up about her birthday, but still I have no idea what the plan … Continue reading The Birthday Dilemma
I am the flaky parent. Flaky, as in, I probably won't turn up to that weekend activity, and I'm not going to offer to have your kids for the day. Flaky, as in, sometimes I don't reply to your text for a few hours. I admit that I am the flaky parent. I'll apologise too, … Continue reading The Flaky Parent
I've said it before and I'll say it again: Sunday is my least favourite day of the week. Worse even than Monday, because Sunday is it's precursor. I have a strict Sunday routine; mainly because if I didn't I would spend the whole day ruminating on the week passed and the week to come, and … Continue reading The Doldrums of Sunday
Like "The in-laws are coming" only... Well... Worse. My daughter stayed with a foster family for a period, whilst we were sorting everything out. It was difficult. Really difficult. They are a lovely family, and I really appreciate all that they did for us, but the way my daughter will form strong attachments with just … Continue reading The Foster Carer Is Coming!