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Big risks


That’s me at Lollibop festival last Summer. I  thought it was going to be a nightmare. Taking two kids of 3 and 5 down to London on the train and underground, sleeping in the spare room of my brother’s flat, tearing round a festival all day.

But it was ace. it reminded me that my happiest moments as a parent have been the ones where I go furthest out of my comfort zone. I think it is to do with being lazy when you’re comfortable, of letting things slide, of not paying enough attention or giving enough cues to kids.

When we’re in new surroundings I am on my best parent behaviour and a more primitive urge to help them interpret the world kicks in, I go into super parent mode. And it follows that the behaviour I get back makes me feel pretty happy with the world.

Shame I can’t bottle it and pull it off every day eh?




  1. HonestMum
    09/01/2013 / 7:17 pm

    You look beautiful and it’s so true-often pushing ourselves out of our comfort zone, is the best thing we can do. I pushed myself to take Oliver to Cyprus, flying solo when he was 6 months to meet my 94 (now 96) year old Grandma-it was flipping hard work but so wonderful she got to meet him. I really hope to take Alexander (perhaps not solo this time!) x

  2. parentshaped
    09/01/2013 / 9:52 pm

    Wow, that idea always terrified me, but I wish we had done more travelling when they were more portable! I hope you get to take Alexander out 🙂

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