Boxing Blues

Good sleep last night, but woke up feeling very blue.

I do love all the excitement and build up to Christmas, but I guess that what goes up must come down and with having to return the children to their respective mothers today, an emotional crash was inevitable.

The Youngest in particular was feeling it too, bless her. Torn between wanting to stay with me and seeing her mum, she was very tearful this morning, so lots of hugs were in order. It’s so unfair on all of them, none of them asked for a split family, but each of my children has dealt with it so well over the years. They are all amazing, and eventually they all went off fine and I’m sure/hope they had a fantastic Boxing Day.

As for me, I was fortunate enough to have the company of my mum, who like me was in need of a walk and some fresh air, so after we dropped The Eldest off, we drove on a little further to have a walk by the sea at Bardsea. We were together for a few hours, just the two of us (can’t remember the last time that happened) and we didn’t stop chatting about everything going on in our lives. It was really lovely and just what the doctor ordered!

Apparently the doctor also ordered an instant hot chocolate for us both (prepared by mum), which whilst it wasn’t a patch on Kakaw, was still most welcome as we sat in the boot of the car and continued our conversation.

Returning home, I dropped mum off and did some chores before returning to my parents later in the afternoon for a delicious curry tea.

Certainly finished the day in a better place mentally than I started it.


I guess I needed to see my mum today too. 

Thanks Mum! x