Sometimes my daughter winds me up so much I feel like I'm going to explode. She can be so cheeky and the amount of back chat I get from her brings steam shooting out of my ears. One of those times happened tonight, over the silliest thing. Anyway, it's over now, she has gone to bed and I have calmed down.
I love her more than anything, yet during those moments when my head is in my hands and I just can't believe how she can be so... I don't know. She's only 11, perhaps I'm expecting too much, I have nothing to measure her against as she is my only child.
Before we started our mega bust up I was about to write that I've discovered a linky that really speaks to me: What has made me happy. It is hosted weekly by Helpful Mum on her blog You're Not From Round Here and its sentiments struck a chord because no matter how bad my week has been or how horrible things seem, there's always something to be thankful for - and I need to remember that.
I had a short time to reflect after Dot went to bed; I had decided not to bother writing as I was in such a bad mood, but you know what, that was just me being petty. Now, sitting here writing this the thought of my beautiful girl fills me with love. I have so many things in my life to be thankful for - and the most important and precious one is Dot.
This week the snow is behind many of my What has made me happy moments...
Monday, school was closed due to the snow and Dot was very happy to be at home. She came for a walk with me and the dog (not something she does very often) and we had fun with snow angels, snowballs and, well, snow...
I enjoy walking the dog, it gives me an opportunity to think and the space to run through issues and situations in my head, sorting problems and creating plans for action. It's funny watching him play in the snow also, he is such a cutie.
Workwise, this week I had a meeting with the editor of a magazine I really admire. It went well I think and there is the prospect of freelance subbing and writing work with the title. Tomorrow I have another meeting about potential work on a magazine and I'm really buzzing about the possibilities this title could present.
Finally, I made soup. I have been talking about homemade soup for a while and I produced a rather good bean and pasta version, if I do say so myself. Dot liked it, as did I, though I did use too much pasta and we could be eating it for weeks.