Hello Bear,
Today isn’t an official birthday so there will be no cake (also, I’m on a diet and cake is one of the many things you refuse to eat, so it would be a wasted bake-a-thon). But today marks 18 months since you came into the world, and we think that’s quite a special milestone. Continue reading
If I counted up the number of hours that I have spent writing, it would be – well – a lot. I love writing (and gin, but that’s not relevant here). Continue reading
Look at that lovely little squidgy ear!
I’ll give you some advanced warning – this post is a bit moany and not very funny. Sorry about that. Continue reading
Picture the scene. It’s 3am on a cold Sunday morning and instead of being tucked up in bed, we are rock and rolling it up in Royal Glamorgan’s A&E. I’m delirious, Paul’s delirious, not just through tiredness but through the million degrees that the hospital seems to have set its thermostat to. Continue reading
When I first found out I was pregnant, my behaviour changed. I don’t mean I suddenly went all neurotic, emotional and irrational – oh no, these were already stable parts of my personality. I mean my buying behaviour changed. Continue reading
Pending the consumption of too much food (again) and a few sociable glasses of gin, that’s another year done. 2014 – you were a pretty good vintage, you little tinker. Continue reading
Who needs a life when you've got kids?
Family, Food and Life
The life of a British Indian first-time mummy to one chubby sugar dumpling! :)
Chatterbox Mummy 