Minion has been working towards receiving her Pen Licence at school. Her best friend achieved it last week and bless, with tears in her eyes, she was so happy for her friend, but also upset that it wasn’t her time yet. Well today was the day! She’s finally done her joined up writing and shown her teacher how nicely she can write 😍
A quick visit to DM’s school to attend a GCSE options evening, and our big girl is setting the path for her GCSE’s 😱 She has come home and completed her submissions.
We got home to find that TwoTones letters have arrived and now she officially has her own bank account. This is such a big step for her, she can be in control of her own money and hopefully 🤞🏻 start to save. And selfishly, such an achievement for me personally, as I have been trying to get a bank account for her for over 3 months!! The bank has been fantastic, it’s just been a challenge to get everything together for the bank.
And then this evening, R&P have been to Guides and have been enrolled as official guides. As their division is a joint one, they leaders decided to allow the girls to do their promise in both locations. I thought this was such a personal and original idea and helps instil community.
It has been a week where my strength has been utilised.
TwoTone has really struggled with her behaviour this week and got to the point on Thursday where she just couldn’t see a way out of the rollercoaster she had got on. It is so easy to see the challenging behaviour as mean words or aggressive actions, but it takes time, understanding and a whole lot of patience to see beyond those actions and find what is actually needed.
Pops too has been overwhelmed this week, she has begun to recognise the power of her mind and is able to tell us when something is bothering her – which is an incredible step for her. But sometimes, a simple act of going next in the shower can cause a massive meltdown.
DM appears to want to be heard, or rather might be feeling that she isn’t being heard and has decided to ramp up the volume switch. She is such a caring and considerate soul; who’s mind is being taken over by hormones.
Add to this the fact that I am experiencing a overdose of hormones, it certainly makes for a challenging week.
Yes, “poor Peach”, I hear you cry. He is our anchor, he brings calm to our storms and humour to our sass. I am forever grateful to have him as my one, my love and my life. Together we are the champion for our daughters; and he is my saviour. ❤️