The Challenges of a Five Year Old

I came across this post recently and it seemed strangely familiar. It reminded me yet again that we remember things differently to how they were – I’d thought at around three when Ava was first at nursery that she was quite the delight and clearly that wasn’t always the case. Since we came back from our holiday she has been…

10 Reasons Why I’m Totally #RockingMotherhood

I absolutely loved my friend Zara’s post on why she is totally rocking motherhood. She’s an awesome mum; very confident, open, and a lot of fun – they are three very lucky girls. Oh and the food she makes! (check out her Instagram to see) I have asked her before if she would consider adopting me but she didn’t seem too…

We Are Raising Little People

Being a parent is bloody hard isn’t it. I feel like as a parent we are always expecting it to get better, and easier… We will get more sleep. They will start listening to what we say. But we are raising little people. People who don’t yet understand the world. Who don’t know what is or isn’t acceptable to do…

Those moments.

Those moments. You know the ones. The one where she runs up to you when she sees you and gives you the biggest hug and squeezes you so tightly. The one where she is fast asleep and snoring softly, and your gentle fingers reach out to touch her face, almost instinctively. The one where she’s hurt herself and as the…

I want to be a better Mum

I’ve talked about it before. About feeling like a shit mum. People say I’m not of course. But I know I let her watch stupid and annoying YouTube videos on the iPad too much. I know I forget to brush her teeth sometimes. I know I sometimes pay more attention to my phone than to her. And I hate myself…

I Loved You From the Very Start: A Parody

I loved you from the very start, Even when you did a shart, Our life together has just begun, You have a REALLY stinky bum.   As mother with child, each day I grew, And I’d always need the bloody loo, I’d daydream of the things we’d share, Like late-night screaming and you pulling my hair.   Like temper tantrums…