As a first time mum I was willing my little boy to hit that next milestone; desperate for him to learn to sit, encouraging him to crawl, and willing him to take those first steps. Second baby I was less … Continue reading
I am a mum of three. A seasoned professional in the motherhood game (the early years at least!) I’ve done boys….and girls. Breastfeeders….and formula feeders. Lazy babies…and early crawlers. The laid back types…and the high maintenance ones. By child number … Continue reading
My 4 year old boy is seemingly obsessed by weapons. Swords. Guns. Kitchen roll tubes. If you can point it at someone, make a stupid noise, and if your mummy isn’t looking, whack your sister around the head with it, … Continue reading
Sunday. It’s Mother’s Day. For all you Dads out there take note. This may be your final warning. Mother’s Day. Up there with Valentine’s Day for commercial mumbo jumbo??? Perhaps. But heck, a day to note what all the Mamas do, … Continue reading
Pregnancy and hair…it’s like some kind of sick joke. For 9 months you get treated to lovely thick hair, one positive of being fat and hormonal. Then baby is born and not only do you not have time to wash … Continue reading
The biggest tiny human in my house is now one and a half terms through his first year at school. I was convinced when he started school I’d suddenly have way more time on my hands and life with just … Continue reading
Back in the day, pre lives being invaded by tiny humans, we lived it up in London. The big smoke. We went out on Saturday nights. Most Saturday nights. And Fridays. And lo, Thursdays. A ‘school’ night. We went out … Continue reading
A lot of indoor, rain suitable, kid occupying, energy depleting activities, don’t exactly fill me with joy. Playzones; certainly have their place in the existence of a family with 3 children 4 years and under, but I hardly push the … Continue reading
I don’t know how I filled all the hours in the day pre-children. Obviously there were less hours in the day back then. Weekends only had one 7 o’clock for example. But I must have sat around a lot. Fluffing through … Continue reading
It’s January 11th. I can now say I survived the Christmas crazy. Just. I’m just about exiting. Returning to the realm of normal life. Or as a fellow school mum put it the other day, I’ve stepped back on the … Continue reading
Abandon The House! 