A place in Dorset

Since my Dad pass away I have lost a connection to a place that I grew up in. a place that I could escape to when the city started to get too much. I could drop every and head down. My Mum is still in Dorset and so to get down there is still really important and I have 3 boys that need freedom and space. I joked a while ago that I should buy a field to let them run in then it occurred to me that it wasn’t all such a bad idea. Then one day when the twins had just got over a particular month of the terrible 2s and we were at the tea hut in the park I notice a dad inquiring about an ice for his son who look like he was 10 or so. it was December and the lady in the hut said that they had lollies in the fridge but no 99s as it was winter. The dad brought a lolly and handed to his son who then struggled to cope as it wasn’t a 99 in the same way my 2 year olds had been. I don’t really know anything about kids disabilities or disorders in fact I don’t really know what to write to explain it but what dawned on me that the terrible 2s is exhausting but you always feel that its just a phase. But what if its not and im sure like everyone thing change but if its a very slow process and its years and you are the primary carer as a mum and dad then that is really exhausting.

so what if I find my field, my kids can run around, I can reconnect with the country side and get back my escape but also share it free to parents who need that probably much more than I do. The idea would be that they find care for the kids and they come down for a bit of R and R for a night or two.

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