I promise...

On the stars we pin our parenting hopes on.

Last Friday I was dancing in a school hall with my little one, his arms outstretched - reaching for the lights above, twirling in the bubbles from the bubble machine. I had a moment where I thought “this is it, this is joy in parenting”.

It felt like seconds later I was on my hands and knees in the hall, trying to get his eyes to meet mine, trying to get…