Last night it hit me like a train, my youngest is about to become a teenager. As I look at her I am struck by how much she has changed in the past year. She has grown taller than myself, and now shares the clothes belonging to her older sisters. She enjoys being alone in … More There is more to being a mother than rearing babies.
Don’t panic I’ve not lost my high paid job (as I don’t have one). No I am referring to my life as a mother. Tonight another door on motherhood closed to me forever. I was sitting down, minding my own business, happily watching nothing in particular on TV, and feeling all was quite good in … More I’ve been made redundant!
Last night was a night like any other. There was no sign. No warning. We said ‘Goodnight’ and off she went, with the usual kiss and a hug. My twelve year old baby, now as tall as myself. I sat a while longer enjoying the peace, and a glass of wine. Eventually I called it … More When the last door closes.
Today began like any other. It had no special feel to it. We could never know that today was the end of an era and the beginning of something new. My older children are at work, or already on holiday which means there is only one twelve year old girl to get ready for … More The end of an era.
I am a mother. I have four children who I love to hug and to hold. I am their mentor, guide, friend and constant. For over twenty years I’ve been there for them. Yet I am still a child. My mother is thankfully a strong presence in my life. She is my mentor, guide, friend … More Do we ever grow up?
On occasions I really miss the person I used to be. When I was a child I was fearless. If I wanted something nothing stood in my way. I had no mental barriers telling me I couldn’t. No thoughts which urged caution. For me the way was simple. Yes you can. Now I am older … More When did I lose my spirit?
As a child we dreamed of growing up, standing on chairs to be as tall as our parents. Imagining what life would be like at that height. Young daughters imagined they would grow up to be mothers, and have children of their own. Future careers were imagined, such as teacher or shopkeeper, and any other … More At what age do we stop dreaming?
He has gone to bed, my only son. All six foot of him. As I type this I am still the mother, of three school going children. In a few short hours that will change. My son will head off to school for his final exam after which, I will be the mother of two … More Time to say Good Bye.
My youngest is still at that beautiful age where no matter where she goes, if she interacts with another child, she will come home and say “I made a friend today”. This could mean that at a party or in the playground she will talk with or play with another child for the short period … More So you think you’re a grown up!
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