A flying visit from me.
Quick higgledy piggledy roof blip with the ubiquitous tree thrown in for a good measure.
My commenting time is taken this week by conversations with Child B, who seem to be going from one crisis to another. Teenage years are indeed the hardest so far.
For some reason Child A, who used to be very clingy, has grown into an independent adult (Yes, Sarah H.!) whilst child B, who was the happiest and most easy going baby and toddler ever, has become a nervous wreck now.
I don't know how much of it is down to my problems but we are talking, investigating and trying to find solutions. I feel full of guilt and am desperately worried that this is a lot of my doing. It is hard not to see the parallels here.
But . and it is a big BUT I am determined to put things right.
Speak to you soon. B.
Thank you those who subbed recently. I will talk again in the future, cannot keep my mouth shut for a long time.