I’ve got a confession to make. I’m surviving the summer holidays. Even enjoying it quite a lot of the time. But sssshhhh! Don’t tell anyone because I don’t want to jinx it.
Some people might think we’re strange as we haven’t booked a proper holiday anywhere – only a couple of long weekends, and one of them was at the hotel of Mum and Dad. The truth is, instead of time to relax weeks away can actually be more stressful than normal life. We have to make sure everything is Pudding-proofed and then there is also the issue of getting him to sleep in a different place. This often leaves us stressed, shattered and decidedly grumpy.
My approach this year is just to make sure that we have something to do each day – even if it is just to take our football to the local playground. And with the holiday shorter than usual (we only have 5 full weeks and 2 part weeks) it seems to be flying by.
Pudding still has ERT every Friday and is in respite for a day each week. I have Niece and Nephew here quite a lot too. More children in the house usually makes it easier as they entertain each other. (But the bickering! OMG is this what most parents of siblings have to put up with? It’s unbearable!)
But what really makes the difference is attitude. My attitude, that is. With my improvement in mood lately, it’s so much easier to deal with Pudding-ness. I think I truly realised this the other day when he ran away with some of the washing I was trying to hang out, trailing it behind him all the way up the path. Instead of getting annoyed or upset, I laughed. And put it back in the machine once I’d chased the cheeky sausage round the garden.
I’m not saying there aren’t some more difficult days. The ‘I need to make some chocolate brownies now’ sort of days. In fact, today is one of those days because I didn’t sleep well last night and Pudding seems determined on throwing the entire contents of my bedroom down the stairs. So…I’ve given myself a break, put the TV on and am enjoying hearing his chuckles at the Twirlywoos while the others crash around my very small house playing hide and seek.
And now if you’ll excuse me, I have some very important baking to attend to in the kitchen. Anyone want to lick the bowl out?