It’s the eve of the Full Day at Nursery. We’ve done the taster sessions with success. The first stay-and-play felt like a trip to playgroup as I watched Little Lass discover the new surroundings, her eyes lit up when she spotted the water table and dressing up boxes. As I asked her key worker some … Continue reading First Day at Nursery
Dear Little Lass, I’m writing this message on the eve of your second birthday. We had a party at home for you at the weekend, have a family meal planned for tomorrow night and you’ll have a playcentre party with mini people at our local play area on Thursday. You’re a very lucky lass to … Continue reading Dear Little Lass: You’re turning Two!
Before we'd even left the house for playgroup, she'd tipped a full box of Jacobs crackers all over the kitchen floor. Who knew they would break into so many teeny tiny pieces? Wonderful. There they were, my guilty pleasure, destined to be cheeseless and uneaten. It was 9am and she'd been rummaging in the cupboard … Continue reading Preschool Playgroup
Have you ever felt like your head is cloudy and you have a million things to do but you just don't know where to start? When people ask if they can help but you're not sure how to explain what you even need help with. Maybe you're not even sure what the problem is. You … Continue reading Ordinary Mum: My War with Worry
Two years on and I still feel the same!
Here’s to surviving January’s Annual Biscuit Ban…
Biscuits are sly. On the surface they are the perfect accompaniment to a cuppa tea, for sharing at a meeting or to devour in one sitting. But they know how to get us. Covered in tempting milky chocolate, they softly whisper to us and slowly corrupt us. We are weak and they know it.
I don’t know about you but I want biscuits when I need a pick-me-up, when it’s the time of the month, when I’m having a treat, when I’m stressed, when I’m tired or when I’ve got friends round – so basically whenever I’m breathing. I don’t stand a chance.
But am I alone? My post-Christmas conversations, with almost every female I know, are all about losing weight in one form or another. “I just want to feel better in my clothes”, “I need to lose a stone for the holiday” or “I just need my mouth…
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In February 2017, our baby daughter was born and we became parents. I caught the bouquet at our friend's wedding in May and Ordinary Lad proposed in December. I've announced our engagement on the ole social media on NYE and posted a photo of us in black and white ('cus we look better with a … Continue reading New Mum: Picture perfect parenting
This last fortnight, I've learned the importance of trusting your own instincts as a new mum. Our Little Lass has been coughing constantly and has been off her food which developed into green watery nappies as she began to refuse milk. After two trips to doctors with our Little Lass, we are now treating a … Continue reading New Mum: Trusting your instincts