as anticipated, we didn’t so much spring forward as groan and try and squeeze some more sleep out of the morning! BB crawling into bed and being my diplodocus egg kinda stopped that, the she was a turtle, and then… SB had been up watching tv for 2 hours. that girl never sleeps. and it caused a prob later on…
so here we are, all up, and the girls decide to do some more egg making. we had a chick and some eggs last year, and kept the packaging, so have made that a mould too! SB puts chilli choc and mint choc as her mini eggs. she far prefers the plain chocolate. we all smile, laugh and get on with things!
bit of a contretemps over SB doing her clarinet prac at the same time as bb’s sock puppet show, but we duck and dive, and both get to do their things. we finish card making, and go and race outside being v noisy!
After lunch sb and i play a game, we read story of the world, we do some wii olympics. i think we are getting better. BB has some moments of losing her cool, but we cuddle, snuggle and do chip chop cherry tree and the world seems better. the girls patch things up and go off and play happily. i feel a bit of a spare part. i make the curries for next weekend, i sow some broad beans and water the seeds the girls have sown.
they rush back and fill me with their brightness again, and we thread crystals into our alleged supersaturated solutions, for them to dissolve over the next few hours. oh well. SB and i play another game whilst bb cheers us on with her lizards and frogs, and then it is teatime.
Fter tea, sb questionauts and wiis with me and chris, and then i snuggle bb with part of a video. then its bedtime and an allmighty fuss and ruckus. i get it all wrong. I am sorry SB, i should give you more patience and time. i love you dearly and expecting you to have a management strategy for bb’s blowouts when chris and i barely do is too unfair of me, and it backfired and you ended up v upset. hopefully our hugs and snuggles and love yous help you forgive me. i do this too often though, even tho it is on my highest priority list. patience for my elder, dear, patient daughter, who has a deep soul and heart, which she wears on her sleeve. xx
As I am often telling my children ‘ it is fine to get it wrong, we are human, fallible, prone to making mistakes. It is recognising we made an error and how we put it right afterwards that counts’.
All anyone can expect of us if to be human, to mess up sometimes but to have done our best. To know when it went wrong, to say sorry and to try and repair things. As a daughter I know all I ever want from my parents is to know that they did the best they were able to do, with love. As a mother I know that is all I can hold myself accountable for and all my children can expect from me.
Helen you deliver all of the above, to a far higher degree than many people can ever dream of pulling off. Congratulate yourself for that amazing feat, celebrate having daughters who know that about you and believe that no matter where you are conducting yourself it is always 100% to the very best of your ability – you simply are not capable of anything less.
xxx
Most of the day sounded lovely and I will just say ‘what she said’ and point up at Nic about the end.