I was tagged twice in the ‘I am the mum who…’ meme at the beginning of the summer. Chantelle from Seychelles Mama and Vicky from 29 Year Old Mama both wrote lovely posts, and after a very busy and fun vacation, I have finally written mine.
My darling boy, what can I tell you, now you are nine?
My oldest turns nine next week. He will officially become a tween (having sounded like one for the past six months).
When I was a child I wanted to be a vet. Then I discovered my tendency to pass out at the sight of blood.
The 8yo loves to swim, and since last September has been taking two classes a week (at his request), having moved up to a more advanced pre-swim team class at the YMCA (Junior Fins).
Sometimes you have one of those weeks where life seems to conspire against you. By the end of the week you feel done in; defeated.
This is the first photograph of my complete family. Taken in hospital when the wee girl was only a few hours old.
I wrote a post recently that was the truth; in all its boring, mundane glory. No exaggeration, no embellishment. It was a factual retelling of a particularly frustrating part of my day.
Are you present; right here, right now? It’s a loaded question isn’t it? I want to say yes, but the truth is that often I’m not.
It’s no secret that I’ve been struggling a bit recently. The weather, illness. It’s been tough going. I have found it very difficult to find the positive.