Another day

I am exhausted. My week was fraught and set many hurdles for me to jump. Parenting the boys on my own is not easy and the boys, loveable as they are, sometimes wear me down. I had the first of my parenting assessments this week, a visit from a seemingly affable social work practitioner called Ruth. We discussed the boys and the challenges that single-parenting presents to a nearly 57 year-old. Well, at my age I have to expect people to be slightly incredulous that I can manage two boisterously energetic children ... I utter the same disbelief to myself in the mirror each morning. 

Actually, the Baader-Meinhoff Gang are slowly improving. Nassim is rapidly developing into a much more reflective child and Imran, well he is only 6, but he is becoming calmer. They are more difficult together than individually, like many children with little age difference. My brother Barry and I were the same, we must have driven my mother mad at times, but hey, she lived until she was almost 80, so it cannot be so bad for you.