veni vidi vici

“Hi, I’m on the parent rota today”, I chirp, as I attempt to manoeuvre the triple buggy over Preschool's front step  - the Big One’s (B1) BFF is also hitching a ride on the ‘piggyback’ today – his mum rendered housebound after she couldn’t find her keys on the way out. My feet lift clear… Continue reading veni vidi vici

The Fear

I am unable to write at the moment, too filled with dread at the prospect of tomorrow's calendar entry.  I shudder at the thought of the impending 3 hours ahead. Taking my last deep gulp of fresh air, in I will go, surrendering my phone and lifeline, as I cross the threshold into the no… Continue reading The Fear