“Who’s glass is this on the side?” me, said with a big sigh.
“Mine I had a drink earlier” one of my children, you can pick which one.
“The dishwasher is only half full, couldn’t you have put it in there instead?” me.
To celebrate my daughters 15th birthday I have been thinking on the things I have learnt.
1-It’s very annoying when the she borrows something of mine and it looks ten times better on her.
2-They change their minds a lot, quickly and without telling anyone. Mine loves fennel. I personally can’t stand it. Dutifully as a mother I made space in my veg patch and lovingly grew some fennel for her. On proudly showed her what I have grown for her, her response is in a very matter of fact tone, she doesn’t like fennel now.
15 years ago I was very uncomfortably waddling around a hospital ward. Being 8 ½ months pregnant with pre-eclampsia the only thing I could do was waddle and wait. I had indeed waddled to my routine anti-natal class a week earlier to give in my routine sample. I then watched my midwife transform from her normal quiet calm self into a whirlwind organising ambulances and a hospital bed. Safe to say she didn’t like my sample.
The whole beauty thing has never come easily to me. My mother was of the ‘lippy and blue eye shadow’ era – need a say more? Tips and hints weren’t really passed on; instead I have had to learn about beauty as I went. So here are the things that I wished I learnt a long time ago.
If you’re prone to the odd twitter session you will know what a #hashtag is. When you’re watching your favourite programme on TV, the appropriate #hashtag can mean finding like minded people so much easier. A lively, if not heated, debate on anything from the rubbish ending of a programme to the weird fashion choices of the presenters can be followed so much easier.
When I worked in an office full time, the kids and I could be out of the house about 10 hours each day 5 days a week. So it was never a question if the kids should do housework, for my own sanity they had to. I am not talking anything along the lines of child slave labour, contra to my children’s belief, but they both had to help with things they could manage.
With one week left of the long summer holidays, did you manage to do all the things you hoped for? I haven’t managed any of the things I hoped I would.
I hoped for long summer days in the garden that resulted in impromptu bbq’s that lasted till the stars were out. It has rained and the days it didn’t rain it was either too windy or the kids had made use of the only sunny day and ran off into the sunset with their friends.