This week has been so busy that I don’t actually think that my brain has stopped whirring.
I’m constantly thinking about my assignments and trying to get organised, but also on the other hand trying to be a good parent.
Being a student and a parent is like being a sub standard juggling clown; you look good whilst being mildly entertaining but keep dropping balls no matter how hard you try, something always slips through whilst you furiously carry on with a crazed smile on your face.
Yeah that sums it up……sort of
Anyway I spent the morning researching for my TV package, plotting the shots and script in my mind ready for filming next week, all the while forgetting that I’d not sent the children into school with their lunch boxes.
Time drove on and after seeing the missed calls on my phone the dawning reality of that I’d not provided food for the people who rely on me hit me like a slap across the face with a brick.
The guilt trip from school was immense:
“Yes we’ve fed them because you forgot to”
“Don’t worry, it happens, parents forget to bring in lunch all the time”
Bloody hell it was like the walk of shame but there was no hangover just a ball and chain of guilt.
I sloped into school to pick up the children thinking they’d be as cross as the school
“Mummy, school dinner was great, what a surprise!!”
and there, right then, I realised that my beautiful optimistic children had dealt with this hiccup much better than I had,
They had loved the change, the surprise,
I learnt a lot from this,
life is not the same day in day out, change, commitments, studies and other stuff doesn’t get in the way, it enriches us, makes up adapt, makes us open to embrace different things, makes us live in the moment.
The next time that I drop a few balls, I’ll remember my children running up to me, happy to see me.
I am always juggling, no matter how amateurish but I keep most of the balls up and with a smile on my face.
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