I have taken a break from blogging over the summer holidays. Frankly, just getting through the almost seven week holidayathon is as much as I can manage and in the time it takes to type in the password into my laptop a fight will have broken out, a child will have shut the cat in a drawer and another child will be stood over me screaming ‘Mum mum mum mum mum’. So I have been digitally absent.
Hard though the holidays have been, I was fearing they would be catastrophic. I was dreading the swearing and shouting, the breaking and throwing, the fighting and arguing. Getting through a weekend of this is bad enough. Seven weeks is a serious endurance event, with no medals at the end.
However.
At the end of the summer term, something quite magic happened. Son no. 1 received some painful and difficult therapy. He got into the car after the therapy session and remained pleasant for the entire journey to collect his sister from school. He was pleasant to his sister, he was calm and lovely all weekend. Rob and I remained on edge, primed for the next fightathon. But son no. 1 coped well with the last week at school and was reported to be ‘a joy to spend time with’. The holidays started, usually a flashpoint, and he remained calm and happy. I started to relax, a little. We went on holiday to France. There was lots of travelling involved, it was bound to be awful. But apart from a couple of incidents he was in the main part calm and happy. I read four novels. I haven’t been able to read on holiday for eight years. Rob and I relaxed a bit more.
We are now limping through the last few days before the start of the autumn term. Rob and I are both feeling under the weather with something vague and tiring. The past eighteen months have been very very hard. Our bodies are enforcing rest and recovery.
I don’t know what the next year will bring and I’m not quite ready to think about it. But we’ve survived another summer holiday. Now surely it must be time to go back to school.
Really good to have you back, but even better that you’ve had an easier time of things. Great piece and fingers crossed for the return to school.
Welcome back hun, it’s so nice to find your post on here. I’d been wondering how its been going!
Our summer has been fab – a few hiccups when PMT set in (fantastic! something else to contend with) but on the whole its been great. My daughter now has access to a pony whenever she wants to ride so my summer has consisted mainly of following a pony’s bottom (with my daughter on it). All those long hours of trudging through the mud paid of last weekend though, when she won four rosettes in her first ever horse show!
School restarts on Friday for us (yep a bizarre thought, going in for one day) and I am bracing my self for the long fight ahead. I do have a great social worker willing to fight my corner with me now so fingers crossed!
It’s great to have you back!
Good to have you back…was wondering and hoping that all was well. Am well aware that I’ve been the keenest blogger over the summer – the one that’s not yet a parent!!! Sure all that will change very soon. So glad that there were calm and special moments over the summer. Wishing you some time to heal and recuperate, even if you have to grab it wherever you can. xxx