Yep got to remember to slow down and appreciate each chapter for what it is.

Thanks Deb.

It’s so hard not to wish the days away when they are little and demanding, then all of a sudden you turn around and wonder where on this tall, skinny, grown-up looking person came from!

I so admire you Marcy, single parenting would have to be the toughest job in the world. I’ve never been a single mum but my husband and I have had long periods apart, when he was in the navy and later when he stayed in Brisbane to finish renovating our house while the girls and I moved to Port. Trying to juggle on you own is a bloody nightmare, how you do it when there is no end in sight and you are solely responsible for the income I don’t know! Thanks for the heads up about when they start finding boyfriends, I don’t think I’m ready for that, I’ll be emailing you for advice!! (Although it should provide good fodder for the blog).

“The days are long but the years are short” I love that it’s so true. I’ve found you have to work a lot harder to get them to talk to you (but not in an obvious way). It’s no longer excited young kids, talking at you non-stop as soon as they see you. Instead you have to make opportunities to be alone together, ask tactful questions and draw it out of them much more. A social worker I know once said she worked with kids from every sort of background, and the big factor in them going off the rails had been a breakdown in communication. So we struggle on through hoping they trust us enough to tell us if there is a big problem and just trying to be available.