Sleeping.

Sometimes when I watch my children I feel so far removed. Like I'm looking down from space and hearing them through water. Perhaps today it was just because I felt tired and there seemed to be so many demands. Even a walk at the beach couldn't lift me.

Murron was a wee monkey and would not go to sleep, I didn't really have the patience to deal with her and so bedtime became a little teary. Watching her sleep I felt bad. Even now, having been a parent for nearly 13 years, there are days when I'm still feeling my way through.

Still tomorrow she'll probably come bounding through, asking for breakfast and today will be forgotten and another day begun.