Life is throwing me some side whackers right now. I am feeling the need for a meltdown, but I am the adult here – so I can’t.
I need to define being grown up. At what point in your life are you supposed to act and be the grown up ? I am not sure I will ever be ready. Sure, I can act like one; especially where Miss 2 is concerned. But even she knows the truth. I can tell in the way she looks at me. Not quite believing that no means no. She is not rude, or defiant; but simply aware that Mummy really does not have a clue. She raises her eyebrow at me and give me a little half secret smile. OK Mummy I’ll play the game with you. No-one needs to know the truth here…..