Refreshingly honest parenting observations to make you feel better about your parenting abilities. You're welcome.
This post first appeared on Mum’s The Word in the summer holidays … but I’d thought I’d share it with you here because (a) I’m a classic oversharer and (b) I wanted you to know that I made it out the other side. Sure, I had to approach potty training a little like I […]
“Why do you not consider yourself a mummy blogger?” I hear you cry (well you are reading this so you must be semi-interested). Oh, ok, “Why do you not consider yourself a mummy blogger?” I hear you mutter, half an eye on your phone, half an eye on Paul Hollywood on GBBO (ugh, […]
Dear Lola, When I first had you I had never had a baby before. I thought that I would be good at it because I had worked with children for a long time, teaching them and helping them to behave. Some of the children who I used to work with used to make the wrong […]
1. Time is actually not linear. Fact. When you are trying to get someone to just PUT THEIR BLOODY SHOES ON, seconds turn into loooong minutes. You will be late. But two hour naps fly in the blink of an eye. Absolutely NO time to tidy up which is most definitely what I do in […]
I loved my antenatal classes. I loved the buzz of excitement of the fellow attendees. I loved the nervous hysteria of the group after they showed us a picture of a placenta. And I loved the bizarre things we did in our classes such as rubbing a tennis ball on the small of our back as an example […]
So I’ve written before about being an ‘extreme’ parent. You can swot up on that here if you can be bothered. If not, quick summary: Loving being a parent so much I could burst with joy – or hating it in it’s entirety. I kind of thought that this was a child related thing […]
We all know one. You might have been one. Let’s not beat about the bush fussy eaters are a massive pain in the arse. But let’s take a moment to reflect on how that affects us, the mother of the fussy eater. The mother of the fussy eater is a beaten down Annabel […]
So if you’d told me 5 years ago that I would be attending a family dance party on a Sunday afternoon with my three under 5’s in tow then I would have laughed in your face and told you to get back to the bar and make mine a double. So this Sunday […]
To The Woman Who Lost Her Baby, I have a history of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. I say the right thing at completely the wrong time; to myself, in my head, about an hour or two after the occasion arises and the person to whom the words are intended […]
I am of average intelligence, I have a degree, and, in the past, have spent many years working in schools. And yet sometimes, I receive letters and have absolutely no idea what I am supposed to make of them. My daughter is currently in a dance show and I have practically had to call some […]
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