It's your birthday kiddo, time for a party, time to make the most of being the cutest and smallest in the family - ah wait a minute, sorry kid that train has left the station, because what did mummy do eight weeks ago? Brought home someone smaller and cuter! What can I say? You were... Continue Reading →
Not looking my best.
Came back from the school run this morning and happened to catch my reflection in the mirror as I whizzed past it cleaning, and realised I went out with nutella on my face, one side of my bra not done up (very lopsided today), talc hand prints on the arse of my jeans and to... Continue Reading →
Chasing down the blue boogers.
Getting all these kids ready for school on my own some mornings is, well I was going to say trying, stressful, chaotic, but I think I am going to go for: an extreme sport. I think I would rather take my chances with a dodgy bungy cord, especially after this morning’s effort. The day started... Continue Reading →
I think I done busted my stinkbone!
Last night I moved the wrong way and something in my lower back went POP! I acquired a limp afterwards similar to somebody who would probably be named Igor. So this morning I had to have an X-ray. And to have an x-ray you have to strip down to your undies and put on a... Continue Reading →