An early post for me; instead of writing at bath running/ getting ready for bed time: I’m writing in those minutes during which I decide what to have for dinner and what of many work things I ABSOLUTELY have to do this evening.
A day to be grateful for: meeting an NHS audiologist who not only replaced my broken hearing aid with a much better one but made various helpful suggestions; listening to a song two pupils have recorded and being totally blown away (and feeling touched that they let me be part of their chosen audience), and giving DI a lift home that turned into a rare chance for conversation and then a coffee.
Coffee gave me the chance to once again see this particularly wonderful family dynamic in action: D managed to welcome the kids home, make me coffee, have R offer me tax advice, oversee an intense colouring in session, rescue a crayon from the mouth of her youngest, show me the jewellery she is making for a Christmas Craft fair, broker a UN peace negotiation/ custody battel over a disputed Baby Annabel and all the while keep up her side of a conversation.
Mothers never cease to amaze me….
