So my Teen Shamrock has moved out. Read here about my thoughts.

It has been an interesting time.

The dynamics of our family has changed. It is less stressful not having to race around after her. We are not missing each other. This tells me it was time. We are in regular contact and visits. We have been to the movies together and shopping together, just like we did when she lived at home.

One realisation for me, a small ouch moment was when I Teen Shamrock came home after a couple of days of University. Mr Shamrock drove her home.

“I am dropping Latin.” She announced, dropping bags on the couch and walking out of the lounge.

“Oh, ok. ” Says I. “Why’s that?”

“Mum,” She says, “I have already explained it three times, I don’t want to go through it again.”

Ouch. I was not the first person she came to. Ouch. I am always the first person she comes to. Ouch. What does this mean?

It means things have changed.

So I told Teen Shamrock that I had had a little ouch moment. (it was only little, not a biggie at all) That I am used to being the first person she talks to, that I am not used to her having discussed it with 3 others and deciding on something without me.

She gave me a big hug and we laughed about it.

It has not been so easy on the children.

WGO woke up each morning for a week and asked for TS.

Change is hard for the boys.

We have been able use reason and logic with Celtic Lad and he is at a place of understanding. He does say he misses her from time to time.

Celtic Shamrock is a different kettle of fish however.

CS is missing TS. Very much. We are having meltdowns on a daily basis, crying at the drop of a hat. When TS comes to visit, he clings to her like a limpit. And cries all over again when they go.

He is waking up in the night and coming into our bed. He is having trouble getting to sleep. He is yelling at me for the slightest things. He is complaining of sore tummy and sore bottom.

And he has regressed to his safety net. The world of dinosaurs. And I have let him go there. All he is watching on TV is dinosaur DVDs (And Dingos as this is the latest obsession too) The only books he will read is Dinosaur books, the only facts he will talk about, is dinosaur facts. And all he plays with is dinosaurs, dinosaurs in lego, dinosaurs in the castle, drawing dinosaurs. He has gone back to being a carnivore and refusing to eat anything that isn’t meat.

But I also know, in true CS fashion, that one day we will wake up and it will have stopped. Just like that. Don’t know what will be the button to help him be okay with it, it will just happen. Coz that’s our CS.

**Sigh** The irony of all this, is that when TS lived here, they fought like cat and dog !!!! rofl.