The Never-Ending Symphony of Motherhood: Why Having Adult Kids is a Mix of Comedy and Symphony

Today, I'm peeling back the curtains and inviting you into the whimsical, tear-jerking world of a mum with four adult children. Now, one might think the words 'adult' and 'children' stitched together would grant this mum a one-way ticket to a worry-free paradise. Spoiler alert: they don’t. Meet my brood. Four spectacular souls; three boys who have mastered the art of giving their mum heart palpitations, and one girl, the cherry on top, who’s equally adept at turning my grey hairs greyer. Bless them. The Eldest: Mr. "I’ve Got This, Mum" My firstborn thinks he's Superman. "Mum, I’ve got this!" is his mantra. Yet, every time he’s up for a promotion or facing life’s curveballs, who do you think is pacing the floor at 2 am? Yours truly. Second in Line: The Wanderer Then there’s my second son, the world wanderer. He’s got a heart as vast as the oceans he’s crossed and a spirit as free as the wind. Every Instagram update of his latest adventure is a...