Teething is a new kind of hell. Having made it through the first round of toothy-pegs erupting like tiny white mushrooms (with a little help from the Rolling Stones) I foolishly began to relax again. Master 1 had settled back to his usual little easy-going self and the whinging, grizzling, clinging demon-beast had retreated. He was SLEEPING THROUGH THE NIGHT again and I thought I … Continue reading Teething is a new kind of hell, remember it happens in stages!
There’s been a lesson in consistency going on at our house; and the lesson is all mine. For months now I have subconsciously abandoned all semblance of discipline with our boys in favour of a ‘keeping the peace’ approach that has only left me exhausted as they out-manoeuvred, out-ran and out-witted me. Just when Master 1’s whining was placated with a drink, Master 2 would hit Master … Continue reading Discipline and how to wrestle back control from your children
My children have grown. It seems sudden, yet I have been willing them to become more independent for a long time. Every day I will them silently to grow and learn so I don’t have to do it for them. Please can you feed yourself? Can you put on your own clothes? And please, oh please, can you wipe your own arse? I ask them … Continue reading Oh they grow up so quickly don’t they!