I started writing this blog post on the 10th October. The fact that I am only getting around to posting it now is not down to the fact that I am the world’s slowest writer, but instead down to being a new mum. Anyone who has a newborn join their family will testify that it… Continue reading Who needs sleep anyway?
“So, what’s your plan for after the birth?” This was the question I was recently confronted with as the arrival of the latest addition to our clan draws ever closer. My initial thought was “uh, surviving,” but, as I allowed the question to fester in my mind I started thinking to myself should we in… Continue reading Life is what happens when you are busy making plans…
When you enter the parenting world, no-one warns you that you and your partner also automatically sign-up for the daily game of ‘who is more tired?’ Admittedly no-one really wants to be the winner of this particular game, but never-the-less each one of you constantly believes you are. You can almost hear the game show… Continue reading The empathy battle
“Cherish the time you have with your kids, they grow up so quickly” – words we so often hear as parents, and whilst I am 100% in agreement with these wise words I have to admit that the time that someone else has the opportunity to cherish my boy (in my case his wonderful nursery… Continue reading School’s out for summer
Ah, a day at the beach. Building sand castles, eating ice cream, frolicking in the sea. Yes, it all seems like such a good idea before you set-off, but the reality of taking a small child to the beach is quite different from the idealistic picture painted above. It’s more like: putting your back out… Continue reading Life’s a beach…
Let’s face it people – it’s been a pretty (excuse my language) sh***y time of late. There is, of course, the unavoidable subject of my motherland’s shocking decision to exit the EU. But, as if that wasn’t enough to contend with, I faced my first (and boy do I hope last) challenge of changing a poop-filled… Continue reading There’s a bad smell in the air and it’s not just Brexit
It’s the moment I have been waiting for – the time when dropping Lucas off at nursery he smiles and cheerily walks away instead of the usual teary-eyed boy standing banging at the nursery window as he sees me walk away like he’s imitating Dustin Hoffman in the dramatic final scene from The Graduate. So,… Continue reading “I’ve got this milk thing down” – independence is looming