I try hard to make sure that daughter eats healthily, gets enough sleep, goes to choir and Brownies, has swimming lessons and piano lessons. I help her with her homework, her music theory, her Brownie badges. I play games and puzzles with her, we do crafty stuff and I teach her life skills like cooking, sewing and cleaning. I also take her horseriding, which she absolutely loves. I read her a bedtime story every night and I listen to her read, especially her own stories. The list is endless. Trying to be a good mum is an exhausting and relentless job.
However, I failed to ensure enough fresh air and exercise over these last few rain sodden weeks. Dancing to Just Dance 3 on the Wii doesn't seem to have been a good enough substitute for the playing out, cycling and walking that daughter usually does.
Here's what happened:
This week at school they had to practise for their first "proper" athletic sports day next month. On Wednesday daughter was timed running the 400m. I say "running", it turned out she walked half of it.
I was horrified.
My daughter is the lazy one who walks 400m instead of running.
I was distraught thinking that I had failed in my duty.
Husband was furious and shouted at her.
I told him not to shout, but to do something about it.
So yesterday morning hubby asked her to run round the block with him (about 800m) to start getting her fitter.
She beat him!
Turns out she just doesn't like running, she can do it perfectly well, but other kids walked the 400m so she did!
She is her mother's daughter.
(If Helen is reading this, she'll know what I mean, we walked a lot of 1500m and cross country runs together at school!)