Sunday, 10 March 2019


Do you ever really get the hang of parenting? I always feel two steps behind and almost weekly there is a new challenge. As they get older they get more self sufficient and as long as I feed them constantly and ensure that their uniforms and sports kits are washed, things run pretty smoothly in our home.

Then there comes a change in the dynamic, a new challenge or problem arises and I struggle to maintain equilibrium. The boy's Sever's disease is a case in point, what started out as what we thought was a sprained ankle, turned into almost six months of not walking, ferrying him everywhere, endless appointments, both feet in plaster and missing lots of school. In meant emotionally we were worried (and increasingly snippy with each other) and supporting him more and I felt that I took my eye off the ball with the other two. It also meant that with him not being mobile he has developed an extremely unhealthy obsession with the X-box that I am close to throwing out of the window!

It's one of those things that you just deal with until you come out the other side and realise quite how stressful the whole thing was. During this time the oldest boy has now got a girlfriend, who is absolutely lovely and we have welcomed her into our crazy home, but that too comes with a set of new emotions as a mother, this time of letting go, something I struggle greatly with but in fairness is easier than I thought it would be. It is a lovely thing to watch your child mature and grown and become everything you always hoped they would become, but very scary at the same time.

Then the youngest who still occassionally climbs into our bed to sleep (and I'd not have it any other way!) is really struggling with learning to read. He's not too aware of it yet, but I think being the youngest of three it is easier to spot the difficulties. His teachers are already aware and we have had a few discussions about it and the possibility of dyslexia, but it's early days and my eldest didn't really start reading until he was seven so I'm not overly worried but I'm very keen to encourage his reading and practice and hope that he doesn't lose confidence as he's such a positive little chap.

I'm not sure I'll ever get the hang of this parenting malarky and to be truthful I'm not sure you are ever meant to?

Sunday, 3 March 2019


'A Sunday roast will set you up for the week', says my mother, a 'feeder' by nature and an unwritten family law that I try to stick to. Something hearty and filling and mostly traditional roast in nature. Although today was Lancashire hotpot, served with a doff of the cap to my husbands lineage of Lancashire mining stock. 

Sundays aren't always fun days but days of chores. Washing school uniform, cooking said roast and preparing for the week ahead whilst trying to get the youngest feral Bradshaw in the bath! I've just plotted the eldest sons exams on the family calendar and scared myself silly with the amount of exams he has to do and how soon they have come around - was he not just a babe in arms? 

Trying to motivate him to revise is similar to training pigs to fly, in fact I'd rather do the latter to be honest! I absolutely hate the one-size-fits-all education system, which hasn't improved since I was in school in the late 80's / early 90's in fact one of my teachers is now teaching my son! And I'm dreading results day when all the parents whose only posts on Facebook are about the accomplishments of their proteges, are sharing posts about their little darlings having got all A's or whatever number it is now!

This makes me sound awful I know, but there, I've said it out loud. My children are deliciously ordinary. They are bright, sociable, healthy and happy (most of the time - as let's not paint an unrealistic picture). They fight with each other and argue with us, they are kind and caring, messy and loud, sporty and dirty, and I adore them. I couldn't care less if they get A's or not - in fact *shock horror* they don't even have to pass all of their exams - just enough to get them to where they want to go. I do worry that my laissez-faire attitude will rub off on them and results in a lack of ambition as don't get me wrong I expect them to work hard in life and find something that they are passionate about. 

Right now I've got that off my chest I'm off to sew up a hole in some school trousers and maybe hothousing the six year old, third time lucky right?  


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