Today, at the supermarket a beautiful elderly lady came up to me, put her arm around me and said, “There’s a lucky mother, able to look after her children every day.”
Two weeks ago, I would have smiled, and told her to piss off in my head, but in light of last night’s Primetime programme, and the hundreds of parents who today had to go to work with their hearts in their hands, I know how lucky I am.
Solidarity, baby. It’s time to raise the shackles and come together as parents to decide what’s right for our kids, and make sure that they are looked after by people who have training, integrity and most of all, an abundance of hugs and kisses.
So, today, I am sending my virtual hugs and kisses to friends near and far who had to make that hard trek to the child minder this morning, because they HAD to. Unlike me.