It's almost mid year, that means parent teacher interview time. Parents rejoice the moment that note comes home with the little box checked, interview required - yes. Yeah right. With this many children (half a dozen plus one, in case you're just coming in), I am fast becoming a pro at the art of the parent... Continue Reading →
It’s official. My children have robbed me of my sanity.
Every morning so far this holidays I've been woken up to the sounds of children fighting, actually more than just fighting - full on screaming, toy boxes being tipped over, fridge stripped of food (they break every lock I've bought), Georgie screeching at whoever has dared touch something she is holding (glass cracking screech), Lucy voicing... Continue Reading →
Mothers do the darndest things.
Children in my opinion were put upon this earth to embarrass their parents. I was thinking about things that have happened, that made me blush with embarrassment and/or shame. OMG there has been so many - and they're probably blog worthy 😉 So I thought I'd share carnage that my little bastar... babies have put me through. Here is your... Continue Reading →
Kids say the funniest things… An ode to Mummy
I am busy clearing out for the big move, and came across this treasure from my daughter Lucy. How hard would her teacher have been laughing, after sending this home?! At least know I'm loved. In some strange ways. Indeed.
My Fabulous Baby Feeding Contraption!
Why didn't this occur to me many babies ago? You know what mothers want, nay need? A baby feeding contraption. With my limited designed capabilities (stuff all) I give you my idea for how to get a whole nights sleep while baby feeds themselves. All you need is a giant hamster water drip thingy filled... Continue Reading →
Vague-booking, I don’t have time to join the dots people!
So here's the thing people. I don't have time for pretty much anything anymore, and this goes for every aspect of my life - including facebook. When I am skimming through my news feed at 3am I want to know what's going down and in no uncertain detail - so when I see a status... Continue Reading →
I don’t need your Baggage Baby!
I don't tend to go to play groups or mothers groups that often - most of the time this is because I just can't squeeze it into my already packed days - but there is another reason I don't frequent these groups. Some mummies scare me. And I don't think I am alone here. But... Continue Reading →
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