Growing up as the daughter of a primary school teacher has affected me in many ways. I have strong opinions about names, I am very conscious of spelling and grammar, and I love lists.
One of the many things I learnt from my mum was that children behave terribly in windy weather.. Although, I never understood how she came to this conclusion... Until today.
Today is incredibly windy and my children are acting as though they have been eating red frogs all morning, haven't slept for two days and hate everything in the world.
I am getting through today minute by minute and trying my hardest to love my children through their many, many tantrums. Most importantly, I am resisting doing what I feel like doing - yelling, crying and drinking wine.
