The night was dark and silent as the small hand ticked past four. The house was filled with nothing but the hubby’s peaceful snore. When piercing through the darkness came a terrifying shriek, I startled to my senses far too zombified speak. Unconsciously shot upright as my feet swung to the floor, And padded automatically… Continue reading A Rather Rude Awakening…
A subtle change has happened, since I morphed into a mum. And sometimes I don’t recognise the woman I’ve become? I half suspect I’m past it now, and question it a lot, And wonder if I’ve got “it” still? Concluding – I have not. For instance, not too long ago.. I uttered “bants” at work.… Continue reading #pretrending
You could never have know, what your purpose would be, As you started your life as the seed of a tree. Warm sunshine shone down onto rich gentle earth, And a singular shoot marked your mystical birth. You grappled to reach through the soil, for the sky, Rooted firmly in place as the world… Continue reading To Twiggy…. The Stick.
January – Do not eat chocolate. Chocolate is The Devil’s work. Except for left over Christmas chocolate, which should be eaten in the spirit of New Year’s Resolution to not be extreme, and to be responsible and balanced, and eat all things in moderation. 5th January – Realise that you are not very good at… Continue reading The Calendar According To Chocolate.
About a month ago (Yes – I’m a bad blogger!) I was tagged by my lovely #DreamTeam fellow co-host – Bridget at Bridie By The Sea, to share 10 reasons why I am rocking this motherhood gig. This idea originated from a post by Pat at White Camellias. She wanted to take the time to… Continue reading 10 Reasons I’m #RockingMotherhood
I am a tremendous fan of Julia Donaldson, and so naturally my kids both are too as I have a certain amount of say over which books make it into Santa’s sleigh each year. My recent parody of her brilliant book A Squash and a Squeeze, has proven to be my most popular post to… Continue reading The Snail and the Fail.
An epic tale I share, one which may haunt forever more. A perilous, fraught journey to the realms of “The Front Door”. You’d think that two kids down now I’d be somewhat more prepared? Or had at least the decency to feel a fraction scared? But no. As wild and cocky as a stupid mum… Continue reading Quest To The Front Door…
We’ve started potty training as The Boy has now turned two. If for no better reason than just “something fun to do?” *straight face* The Christmas tree’s a gonner and the room is bare and glum. What better sight to fill it than my offspring’s streaking bum? So… We read the training manual and we… Continue reading Potty Training: The Rules
There once was a girl that was quite good at life, Was a fairly good friend and a half decent wife. She worked all day long, which she did pretty well, And she paid all her bills plus did housework as well. Her life was demanding. She struggled for time. And then one day she… Continue reading The rise and fall of Supermum.
Four years I’ve been parenting. FOUR SODDING YEARS!! That’s three billion nappies, plus sick snot and tears. But today was a day like you wouldn’t believe. As the hubby and I took some parental leave! The Tots go to nursery one day a week, While I trot into work (Yes. Just ONE day a week.)… Continue reading Going AWOL…