It was hard enough when they were really small and I had numerous days of "one of mummy's bad face aches". CBeebies was a regular baby sitter, though they seem to be none the worse for it.
They are more independent as they grow, though still rely on me for a lot of things. At least they can safely make a hot drink and the bigger one can fetch the smaller one from school if I'm feeling rough (and without me resorting to bribery). I don't have to rush back from hospital appointments or worry about childcare as much.
So last week, during a vile flare up I left them to it, in front of the telly. I took my eye off the ball. Normally protestations that no, they did not have any homework at all would be met with deep suspicion and a school bag search. But I just couldn't get my co-dyramoled foggy head to think straight, and so a large amount of homework scraped under my radar. Then I discovered the acumulated homework and all hell broke loose.
Glad to say I am fully-functioning again now, and we have completed a marathon week of getting all the homework in on time and have avoided detentions, but it's been a lot of sweat, tears and toil (even some blood as a wobbly tooth came out).
So no, it's probably not easier as they get older, and as we are now getting a taste of teenagerdom from the oldest I am bracing myself for more battles. Sometimes I think they like me better when I have pain - more TV, more computer time, no nagging to have a wash / eat vegetables / pick their dirty clothes up.
Now I am off outside to help check the windspeed (geography homework). I don't believe for one minute that my pep talk earlier has led to this rush of cooperation from the older one, I know for a fact she is after something!