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*Sigh* (not actually sure of the point of the additional ** but it sort of looks better and more meaningful – like in a comic).
You would think that by now my kids are old enough to fend for themselves when I am out. But they clearly still feel the need to pretend that they are not.
I have had this week off from work to spend time with them, but today I had to go in for various meetings…..
SO. I left this morning having put a chicken in the oven in manner of proper mother who is capable of looking after her childrens wellbeing at all times even when not in the house. I left strict instructions for it’s removal from oven. Didn’t realise I should have gone beyond that. Disaster. Before I’d even left the house the oven was smoking profusely and I smelt of smoke. It was a little worrying to leave the building as all the kids were still in bed and I could barely find the door – even though I’d sorted out the drama and put on the extractor fan, I couldn’t be sure that anyone would wake up in time to take the chicken out of the oven two hours later when cooked.
You can, however, always rely on my youngest to be the responsible chef. He was up before I left the house and of course took it out in time and left it to cool.
When I came home this evening it was still on the side with a couple of chunks taken out of it and all three kids were complaining that they were hungry. Truly it’s pathetic. I shouldn’t have to feel responsible for the fact that they are rubbish at fending for themselves and if I was my mother I’d spend all day every day telling them that I was married with two children at their age…
Apparently, because nobody had the foresight to cover the chicken it was attacked by one or more cats and they then refused to eat it.
Hardly surprising, but frankly I just don’t know why I bother.
That sort of thing doesn’t happen in households where the mother is a domestic goddess. It’s not fair.
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My firstborn gap year teenage son rang me this morning from Thailand. “Hi mum, OMG guess what’s happened?”….
…and my heart leapt out of my chest and into my throat yet again and that feeling lurches forward – the one all parents dread when they’re terrified for their children’s safety. The one my brother and his wife recently had when their 1 week old daughter went blue. The one I had when my 3 week old daughter had pneumonia and I was in hospital with her, of when she was 10 months old and was fitting and I picked her up in my arms and ran to the vets and they gave her oxygen and bundled us into a siren wielding ambulance. That feeling I had when my son had a general anaesthetic, when my daughter had swine flu, when yesterday there was a crash at the bottom of my road and I knew my son was not yet home or when I got a call from a parent who said “have you heard they’ve been in a fight and been arrested in Krakov” and you suddenly think about those poor boys who lost their lives on a bus in Thailand and so the list goes on – those things that make the hairs on your neck stand up and your heart pound. That feeling that is never far away when you are a parent, lurking just under your skin, ready to leap out at the first sign of danger.
“WHAAAAAAT? WHAT’S HAPPENED??????” I say in manner of mad woman expecting the worst and visualising collecting passports and booking tickets and getting out there as fast as possible.
“W forgot to bring me my new SIM card. I’ve got a new phone. We’ve all met up now and we’re in Chiang Mai. Calm down mum. It’s all good”.
FFS. This parenting business is going to give me a heart attack.
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