I’ve cleaned my house from top to bottom, designed an exercise schedule, and created a daily plan. The gardens are next and the car will finally get the detailing it so desperately requires.
But all of this is just a welcome distraction from the real work required at this time.
No one tells you how much the teen years will hurt your heart.
They grow up so fast…. Simplistic words that seem so futile when you’re up to your elbows in a shit filled nappy, or when your eyes are glazing over as they describe their latest Minecraft creation. When the days are long and the nights, at times even longer, it is tempting to look ahead to when it will be “easier”.