Jumping on the bandwagon (and falling back off)

One night a few years ago, I was out for dinner with a group of mums from the school (this bunch - I still miss them). One woman who is particularly wise and funny and interesting to talk to was telling us about a book she'd just read. A book about the life changing magic ...

Septembering Again

It's half past two. One child keeps dawdling behind (then running ahead) while another is sad because something happened at school but she'll tell me at home, and the third is annoyed because I keep interrupting what she's telling me - to find the one who's dawdling behind (or running ahead). It's three o'clock, and we are finally home. Somehow ...

Snapshot of a woman on the cusp

I was going to call this Snapshot of a woman on the edge but that was just too melodramatic for what really comes down to wishing away the long, final days of school before the summer starts. So it's a snapshot from the cusp instead - from one tired mother to all the tired mothers, ...