The Truth Hurts

One of the loveliest – and funniest – things about children is their honesty….. although it can be a little brutalising! Recent raw rantings from my two include:

To my mum, who is rather sensitive about her thinning hair, Daisy declared:
“Nanna? I can see your head through your hair!”

She was then accosted by Daisy’s best friend Mia: “You are a very old lady. But I like you!”

Being pregnant, it was only a matter of time before Poppy announced “You are fat!” This is a slight improvement on last summer when I was sunning myself in the garden when Daisy started pointing at me and counting, 1,2, 3, 4. I asked her what she was doing….
“Counting your rolls.”

It’s tough being a mum. I was recently sent off with my tail between my legs after being informed, “You are not pretty today.” (Apparently I made the mistake of wearing blue jeans – these are unacceptable in the world of pink dress wearing daughters.)

And today, in a pique of annoyance at not being allowed another bun, Daisy stamped her foot and said, “You are HORRIBLE! I’m going out to dance in the rain!”

And she did. So I did what any self-respecting fat, ugly, horrible mummy does – I joined her and danced in the rain too. That got a lovely “I love you mummy” so all was well with the world again.

About Grin & Tonic by Alana Kirk

Bouncing into middle age armed with courage, ambition and a pair of tweezers (chin hairs for anyone over the age of 45 reading this) I am a writer with a mission: to redefine this midway point in my life when the last thing I want to do is hang up my high heels and become invisible. This is the end of the beginning, not the beginning of the end. A single mum to 3 fabulous girls, an author, and a fundraising consultant, both ends of my candle are on fire. As I enter this new stage of my life, I want to explore what it means for 'mid-aged' women today, who were promised they could have it all, ended up doing it all, and just do not identify with the traditional image of middle age.
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4 Responses to The Truth Hurts

  1. cath c says:

    dancing in the rain fixes everything, don't you think? so glad it happened.

    and yes, out of the mouths of babes, as they say.

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  2. diney says:

    How cute is that – dancing in the rain! I'll try that next time my 10 year old is being a little hormonal!

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  3. Foodie Mummy says:

    Oh isn't that lovely. I wish I could do that. But I'll probably just give out to her for dancing in the rain… X

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  4. Don't worry, it is all perfectly normal. My daughter told me she hated me the other day. We talked about why she was angry (nothing to do with me I hasten to add) and then she demanded a cuddle. They're a funny lot aren't they?

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