I chant.. "I love smears, I love smears." Positive repetition works apparently. Maybe I should have been repeating it since that last one as my happy mojo seems to have buggered off with my waistline. "It's not so bad." I croon to my lady garden, who is looking quite presentable for the first time in months. My pelvic floors clamp angrily in disgust; why the hell they don't respond like … [Read more...]
We will die, DIE I tell you…
As the winter sun burned a little brighter this weekend, the mood in our home lifted into summery smiles and carefree peals of laughter. Discarding our coats with reckless abandonment we sprang into spring like a family possessed. We hit the park, fed the ducks and basked in the sunlight, all was good and happy in our world. Then we decided to learn to ride our bikes on the road... … [Read more...]
Desperate in his depression he said…
Many moons ago, when BB was still a dream he who helped create them didn't share with me and when twin girl's hair still rested by her ears and twin boy was still lovingly referred to as a chatterbox rather than the boy who never stops talking, myself and my two (almost three) year old twins went out for the day. … [Read more...]
it was a mistake…
Couple of rookie mistakes today. The first was embracing the sunshine and swapping my trainers for open toed shoes; the second was trying to teach twin boy and girl how to roller skate alone in open toed shoes.... … [Read more...]
a bin full of placenta and patience
Anyone selling patience? Anyone? I need some; the last of mine was clearly mixed up in the after birth when bb was born and was chucked in the bin with all the other bits and bobs that fell out after my third child escaped the womb. In fact should anyone stumble upon the bin containing my placenta and patience please have a good rummage as I reckon my bladder control could be in there too. So … [Read more...]
just wait until I get you home
I remember being a slightly, shall we say mischievous, teenager and my mother would reprimand me verbally. The conversations would always end the same with me providing a witty retort to everything she said often along the lines of; 'don't care' and 'so'. Until eventually she would throw up her hands in sheer frustration and cry; 'Just wait till you have kids.' And on that cliffhanger she would … [Read more...]
Sunday Sanity
A bit more Sunday sanity for you. Next week is going to be a bit stressful in our house, baby beautiful has her first MRI scan which means she is going to be given a general anesthetic which terrifies me and then to add insult to injury I have to take rabid hound to the vets, without sedation. So I am concentrating on feel good blogs and posts that make me laugh this week to share with you, … [Read more...]
Just wait until your father gets home
Tonight was a turning point for me, I surprised and disappointed myself, I used the ultimate ridiculous threat. Twin boy and I had a falling out. He was so naughty that I couldn't even shout. In fact I went to the other extreme and used my super quiet growl, the one that sets the dogs hair on edge. In fact my choices were use the growl or attempt a Homer and Bart moment. Because of the … [Read more...]
Sunday Sanity
Sunday tends to be my day of reading blogs, it sometimes gets taken up by wiping backsides and blowing noses or going to rather horrendous softplay areas. But when I get the chance I like to sit back with a hot cup of tea, a weight watchers chocolate bar (ok often a kit kat) and have a read. I wanted to share a couple of the great blogs I have already found this week, to share the mesh of … [Read more...]
chuckle brothers on speed
Two parties this weekend, and we had one last week and one the week after next. In fact the twins almost require their own diary to chart their social life. Luckily though since it was 2006 when me and he who helped create them last went out we are letting them monopolies our calender instead. There are pluses and minuses to having children with more going on in their lives than you. The … [Read more...]






