Benjamin Franklin once said…..
A ship under sail and a big-bellied woman, are the handsomest two things that can be seen common
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DDH: Farewell spica – Northernmum
Today started like any other; twin boy bounded in the room at 6.04 gleefully excited to be awake and not worried about who he woke up in his wake. BB yawned next to me and chanted “hullo” to her big dopey brother and then cheerfully latched back on. He who helped create them snoozed loudly beside and twin girl bellowed from the bathroom that the loo roll was gone and she had done a poo….
Parenting: Twin Boy plays his first football game – Northernmum
And so it begins,
Today I tasted the truth of being a mother.
Today I kissed goodbye with wave of regret to Saturdays.
Getting old: Are you too polite to tell me I am turning into a Gorilla….
I don’t consider myself old.
I concede that in the eyes of a teenager I am considered to be hammering on death’s door, but in the eyes of the eighty something year old chap who sits on the bench in the park near my house watching the world dance by I am little more than a child and I like his perspective.
But I have moved up in maturity whilst retaining my youth, yet bits have started to go wrong. Stuff is happening to me that I didn’t envision would occur until I could get a reduced fare on the bus.
Parenting: Holidaying with children: Simple, sexless and satisfying…..
We spent the weekend on a “mini-break”. For anyone reading this who doesn’t have children let me quickly rip out the images of a luxury spa hotel set amid rolling hills of green, then let me introduce the picture of caravan after caravan set amongst flumes, playparks and arcades.
It was on this break that I embarked upon a voyage of self discovery.