If we gave birth to teenagers who then regressed, I truly believe the human population would quite literally face extinction. The only way we, as parents, can mentally and physically deal with the onslaught of adolescent hormones is because we still remember the halcyon days of teeny tiny cute babies and toddlers that once gave … Continue reading The Terrible Teens
Once upon a time there was a very lovely, sweet-natured little girl who lived in a house with her calm and sensible mother, her patient and caring father and cute, if not somewhat annoying, little brother. One day puberty burst into the house uninvited and announced itself with a flourish. It transformed the very lovely, … Continue reading Puberty v Menopause
Telling my young kids their father had died was probably the worst thing I have ever had to do. It’s not something you can really prepare yourself for. Do you break it to them gently? Are you honest and completely truthful? Should you spare them the details to ease the pain? Do you use distraction … Continue reading When he died.
As I remind my son to brush his teeth for the umpteenth time that morning it dawns on me that one day, in the not too distant future, I will hand my boy over to you, the lady who will become his world and the cuddles and hugs he once bestowed upon me will become … Continue reading From me to you