The holidays are over (I can hear the cheers reverberating around the neighbourhood) and my boys are going back to school.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t relieved, but I confess to feeling a little sad too.
PANIC YE NOT, IT IS STILL ME WRITING THIS BLOG!
It hasn’t suddenly become all rainbows and unicorns.
There have been some spectacular meltdowns this holiday (including a brawl at a public swimming pool). Not to mention an “interesting” counselling session where Boy Wonder implied I beat him regularly. OH MY GOD! (yes, tears were shed and gin was had).
However, the more challenging situations have been managed differently and some of the time, the new strategies have worked.
(The Saint definitely noticed the lack of tearful phone calls made at 9.30am asking “when are you coming home?”.)
I also had a secret aim. To say ‘yes’ more than I said ‘no’. I’m not saying I achieved this 100% of the time, but I am not Wonder Woman (yet. Another secret aim).
How were your holidays?