All-in-One Mum

  It has begun!  The memes are circulating on every conceivable social media platform as well as the 1,000,000 WhatsApp groups you belong to but can't remember asking to be added to and don't know what it's actually for.  Most people generally stay in these groups so as not to be seen as "the one that removed themselves".  God forbid you actually have the balls to stand up to the madness of it all.  I highly recommend muting the latter for 8 hours or for all of eternity if you want to retain even an inch of sanity. I have to say though, I am in awe of the staff at my children's school.  They have put together a home schooling schedule in essentially a day and it's actually realistic and achievable for working parents.  I definitely breathed a gentle sigh of relief when I saw the updates come through on Seesaw and Google Classrooms after spending a night of fretful sleep and teeth grinding in anticipation of a military style learning schedule having to be i

As I sit in my freshly decorated bedroom which is rather more Zen than the previous shade of blue.  I can happily report that all living creatures (5 x dwarf hamsters and plants included) have managed to survive the first day of pre-lockdown lockdown.  School timetables have been sent out, the kids know what they are doing and I can crack on with work as usual.  Childcare and support bubbles are still in place with my food order all ready and set for Monday.  I think that it's actually going to be alright.  I even have pasta, hand soap and loo roll!  Absolutely winning! A completely "Dry January" may not be wholly on the cards as I will have to toast to my Mom on her birthday, although I guess this could be of the non-boozy variety.  With new coping mechanisms and a better structure in play than when the Government first attempted to keep people indoors, I'm filled with a bit of hope that we might come through this sooner rather than later.  Hardly about to start plac

Christmas was a bit of a shitter this year.  Covid took my Dad from me just six days after being admitted to hospital.  He was fine on the Thursday before, and gone on the Thursday after.   Even typing this makes me want to be physically sick.  The thought of him slowly bubbles up from somewhere deep down in my belly, crashing from side to side as it fumbles its way to the surface.  My body instinctively stiffing as my brain causes me to jolt and recoil, thrusting any idea of him actually being dead back to the dark place that hoards the thoughts and memories that I don't want to entertain.  I can't do it just yet.  I will one day, just not yet. My Dad adored my Mom.  The relationship that they had was the most beautiful story of love and devotion that I've ever known.  Of course they had their human moments amongst it all; everyone has feelings and to be happy and bouncing off the walls 24 hours a day is somewhat insane.  I've watched The Notebook more times than I car