This week I have a new respect for mothers, and fathers if they stick around. To any parents or potential parents reading this - you are amazing. I mean there is a lot of talk about mothering being a job that is undervalued but let me tell you, it is not just talk, being a single mother of two kids is one of the hardest jobs in the world. I mean it is rewarding and lovely but it is difficult. I looked after two young boys this week for a space of 24hours. There mum is going through a tough time and she needed a break. Oscar, who is two, is gorgeous but with an attention span of 15secs and very messy and Jackson, who is 6, is really quite  lovely and polite but still it takes work to keep him entertained. Children wake up at 6:00 in the morning, wet the bed, cry, need feeding and cleaning up after, prams need to be lifted on and off trams and if the tram is too crowded you can’t get on, you feel bad if they are bored and your eyes need to be watching them almost constantly. The world is a dangerous place for children. There is so much they can potentially hurt themselves on.  Last night I dreamed of watching a kid get run over. I guess it doesn’t take Freud to interpret that one. With all that said I love children but at this stage I am happy with just being responsible for me.