This could have been us….
My arse it was. This is not how things panned out in our house… Continue reading
Deck the halls with boughs of (Ben &) Holly
Random ramblings
Anything that can’t be pigeon-holed.
The stuff no-one told me
I’m not even going to bother trying to excuse myself – I am only too aware that it has been an age since I last posted on here. I don’t have a proper reason, other than life got in the way and I got a bit rubbish. Sorry about that. Continue reading
Honesty is the best policy (apparently)
One whole year of internet ramblings. Who’d have thunk it?
Although we may actually have cake, because any excuse is a good excuse for cake. Continue reading
Things to do in Bluestone when you’re 1
The customary holiday selfie (post-ice cream)
It has taken me an embarrassing length of time to write this post, but we’ve been busy with chicken pox, a trip to Norfolk, Peppa Pig-induced tantrums and the retrieval of pyjamas from the toilet. That’s my excuse anyway. Continue reading
Toddlers & tantrums: the truth
“Today I will mostly be irrational.”
When I was pregnant, I had lots of knowing advice and advanced warning about becoming a parent. The worry (lots), the stress (lots), the love (lots), the sleep (not lots).
What they didn’t tell me was how some of the more mundane (and previously piece-of-cake) makings of our daily lives will suddenly become my biggest challenges. And perhaps it is this little lot that should actually have come with a warning. Or, at the very least, a double G&T. Continue reading
Happy Mother’s Day
“Behind every child is a mother who is pretty sure she’s screwing it up”.
I read this on one of those little hanging plaque things to put up in your house, and it made me smile. Not because it’s particularly funny, but because it seems a pretty apt assessment of my 18 months as a mum-in-training. Continue reading
Chatterbox Mummy 