Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
Its fluffy time at mine at the moment, well fluffy with a layer of dust. I have promised my children to play more and clean less, after week one I can report back successfully. In fact I have not raised my voice in anger towards any of my three, yes three children in six days!…
I’ve surprised myself, I have proven that I change over age and experience can alter opinion. I used to think breastfeeding a toddler was inherently wrong. Seven years ago when sitting by a pool on a sunny Spanish resort I watched with mouth agape when a woman not much older than I lifted her nine month daughter…
It was May, we had spent the weekend with our parents at the races, it was 2005 and our family just consisted of two, me and he who would be creating them. I felt different, a little tired, a little sick, I convinced myself it was down to a weekend of over indulgence. But still, as…
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…
It was my five year wedding anniversary recently. I know instantly this raises the question of how do I have two six year olds? I feel duty bound to confess that I was guilty of biting the apple of seduction before I ensnared he who helped create them into making me his lawful wife.