world gone mad!

I just wanted to have a rant and remind myself about how much I love my beautiful and funny my little daughter, Scarlett, after reading about the horrors suffered by little Sanam Navarska at the hands of her mother and stepfather. (And in case Ben and Ruby are reading this - I love you too.) 

A 23 year sentence is just not enough for evil child torturer and murderer Subhan Anmwar. He systematically tortured and abused two year old Sanam Navsarka before she died of horrific injuries: every bone in her little body was broken. And her mother did nothing! I have to ask what kind of mum stands by and does nothing while a child cries out in agony? It makes me question what sort of God allows this to happen? And strengthens my belief that we're all microcosms of good and evil; it's how you channel it that matters. 

Talking of which, my own kids often drive me to the edge of madness, but hey that's kids! When you sign up to parenthood there should be riders that say - 'abandon sanity here' and 'prepare for 18 years of chaos.' Because parenting is a white knuckle ride of highs and lows - from screaming toddlers and teeny tantrums to sticky kisses and silly laughter. I have my own theory that child abuse is on the increase because we've become a selfish, me-oriented, 'am I bovvered' society. For many, a child is an inconvenience and not a blessing. A drain on finances and time and energy and not a blessing. The bitter irony is, I know so many people who desperately want children, and aren't in a position to have them. 

There is no such thing as the perfect parent. At best you can be kind, caring and considerate - at worst a wailing banshee mother. In the face of adversity, I can't trot out, "just wait 'til your father gets home!" So over the years, I've learnt that the secret of single parenthood is to adopt a yogi flying approach - something like Naboo from the Boosh. So when the shit hits the fan, you float above it all. Kind-of like being on valium - but without the drugs. When Rubes is 'on one' and Scarlett is hanging off my leg like a crazed koala - it works for me. And if all else fails, do the dead fly and have a tantrum yourself - it floors 'em every time!  Now check out the crazy Cadbury eyebrow kids for the joy of childhood and a bit of lovely light relief in a world gone mad.