I’ve spent a lot of this month with a lump in my throat, fighting back tears, as I say goodbye to daily routines which I’ve cherished. The routines which have helped keep me sane in the rollercoaster, handbook-lacking world that is parenting.

Meanwhile, the small people in my life have dealt with starting new chapters with the strength of kids for whom the magnitude of change is basically non-existent. In short, they couldn’t really give a you-know-what.

In some ways, this made me feel even more emotional, because I realised they are at the stage in their lives where change isn’t something overwhelming or upsetting to them. As opposed to when you become a grown-up, and the weight of a life change lingers above you in the lead up, sits heavy on you as it happens, then hangs around for a while afterwards until you eventually fall into a new routine.

This month we are saying goodbye to my daughter Florence’s little routines of nursery ballet classes, sports groups, nursery........

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