Summer was odd. All of my children were working. My youngest, my baby, worked away at camp coming home only at weekends. It was the first school summer vacation that I did not have to try and fill with fun stuff. On my days off no one came to me and said, ‘Mummy, what are…
Tag: raising children
Nineteen Years and…still learning
This week we celebrated my son’s nineteenth birthday, my nineteenth year as a mother, our nineteenth year as parents. Amazing. Time flies. I thought I was pretty prepared all those years ago, though I’m not sure I’d thought beyond the baby stage. Nothing can fully prepare any first time parent for what is to come – although…