I’m not going to clean my children’s house!

I’m on my weekly trip to the city for work, and staying at my kids’ place again.

It always brings up mixed feelings when I’m here. I miss my kids now that I’ve moved out of home, and still feel a bit guilty for leaving them to fend for themselves. I’m sure a good mother would never have done that. I also miss being right next to the beach and near my friends. Now that I’ve moved out there’s no more calling on the spur of the moment and organising to meet at the beach or the pub.

On the other hand there are reasons I’m glad I moved – apart from being with Doc that is. I still hate Sydney traffic, crowds and noise.

And I don’t miss the mess of living with teenagers (although they’re all out of their teens now).

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Somebody please give my son a job

Number 3 child is having another career change.

This is the child who was often bored at school because he found things too easy. I’d ask his teachers to give him more difficult work to keep him interested, only to have them reply that he wasn’t showing them he could do it.

“That’s because he’s bored” I’d keep insisting. “If you give him something that will actually make him think he’ll show you what he’s capable of.” It was an ongoing dilemma. If things were too easy he’d fail because he couldn’t be bothered, so his teachers would make it easier – only to have him switch off even more.

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