
The expression goes: The days are long but the years are short.
It’s hard to believe it’s been ten years since Juno came crashing into our lives and turned everything we knew upside down. There’s real truth in the idea that parents are often more tired, stressed and just generally frazzled but also more content. It’s so weird.
The days are long but the years are short.
We’re all still working out the whole ADHD thing and how it affects Juno’s every day life. Grade Three wasn’t a huge success for her, even though her grades were excellent.
We discovered just how mean and bitchy girls can be. None of this was helped by a teacher who was extremely hands-off when it came to actually managing his class room. He believed that the kids should work out their differences and issues themselves, which I think is completely unrealistic and pretty stupid when you’re dealing with the bunch of eight and nine year olds. We had so many bedtimes, wiping tears and trying to calm her down.
So yeah, there were huge sighs of relief when the school year ended last year.
Grade Four seems to be better but it can be hard to tell. Her teacher does seem to be better and at least a little more hands-on so there’s been fewer tear explosions and she seems happier.
I think a huge part of the problem is that she hasn’t found her people. She tries so hard to make friends but she so often gets overlooked. For someone who’s so loud at home, she’s really quiet at school.
But enough of that!
Juno is smart, creative and one day I’m sure she’ll do something that will astonish us all. Her current plan is to be an astronomer. She’s really good at maths and has occasionally explained math processes to me (because I don’t get them at all).
She’s finally started reading independently – hooray! It took so long to get here but we often hear her giggle like mad at something she’s just read when it’s meant to be lights out. We don’t have the heart to tell her to go to sleep because we’re both so pleased she’s actually reading on her own.
So yeah, 10 years old. Smart, silly and funny.























It’s still kinda strange to think that this time six years ago, I was in hospital having just had a baby (which is why this was published at 5:14pm – the time Juno came into the world).






So, Juno is five and a half.















My brother told me ages ago that parenting never really gets easier, it just gets different. And that’s so true. Being a parent to a pre-schooler is so different from being a parent to a baby. It’s such a huge adjustment to get used to.







One day you wake up and you have a four year old.






Time is a funny thing. Part of me still can’t get my head around the fact that Juno is three and half when it feels like it was just yesterday she were this totally adorable, wriggly, happy baby. Another part of me feels like it’s been way, way, waaaaaaaay longer than that.




Happy third birthday to our threenanger, Juno.





