It was just a normal day, the usual type of normal day where the wine in the fridge starts chanting your name from about 9am. Normality in this house is bloody stressful. The day started at 7.30am, about an hour later than usual. My beloved offspring had clearly planned a practical joke the night before as none of the three have ever slept in unison past 7am since they were born. The … [Read more...]

Parenting: When you get pee on your arse….
And so it begins, The blatent beep of the alarm sounds at six thirty and I ignore, already wide awake with a child in my arms who awoke at five but yet I am still reluctant to crawl from my bed and to start the day. The door flies open and crashes into the wall and two squabbling six year olds fall into the room, unaware that it is really still the middle of the night they start to regale me … [Read more...]
a thud, wail, squeal and a pinch….
Daybreak murkily starts to edge its way into the room, tendrils of fog tap at the window telling me morning has begun. For a moment I lay silent in my bed, the duvet up near my chin pinning me down encouraging me to ignore the signs that I need to get up and start the days. Beside me BB lays eyes half open finishing the last of her milk.... And then it begins.... A thud as twin boy hits the … [Read more...]
why I refuse to educate my kids…
6.06: the soft cries of mama mama from BB's cot transcend into loud wails of hunger. I struggle from the soft comfort of my duvet and stumble blindly into her room to see her stood inside the cot arms outstretched lips already pouting for a kiss. Whispering morning into her fair, warm hair we silently tip toe back to my room taking care not to wake any more small or hairy people in the home. … [Read more...]
living with Mary feckin Poppins
The chap I married is not a morning person. He takes exception every morning to having a five year old creeping into his room between five and seven and asking in a booming voice, "Is it waking up time yet?" He typically does a strong impression of a corpse at this point in order to not have to deal with said child. I can physically feel his body freeze into rigor mortis as the door handle … [Read more...]
brutal and naked
In Hollywood mornings with children lull the viewer into a huge falsehood. Cuddles with mom and dad in a super size bed as daylight streams in through the bay window are happily depicted; and often mom has already been downstairs and made pancakes on the aga after quickly satisfying Daddy's morning glory. For anyone reading this with a belly full of arms and legs or if you are contemplating … [Read more...]






