Did I ever tell you about my family? Well I was born in the north, or as you may better know it, God’s country. I am the much longed for baby girl born to my poor suffering mother after she had to endure the extreme misfortune of initially giving birth to not one but a…
The lies I was told….
Having children has been an eye opener for me. Finding out Santa was a fabrication in my youth was hard to deal with but really some of the lies I have been told since then regarding children are borderline obscene. Take this popular urban myth; ‘your life will be richer when you have your own…
Dear holidaying teacher….
Week 2, Day 1…. My diary entry…. Dear teacher, I had a wise plan today. As he who helped create them is studying from home I decided to recreate last weeks swimming nightmare by giving it another crack. However I totally pulled one over on the lifeguard by leaving BB at home in bed and…
It hurts my heart…
To my intense surprise out on our weekly supermarket trip this week my three little leg hangers all behaved impeccably. So much so on the drive home I gushed to them about their behaviour and whilst telling them how great they were and not paying attention to my surroundings twin boy caught me in a vulnerable…
The A team meets Postman Pat
Potentially the most stressful time of my day falls between eight fifty and eight fifty-five. The time most commonly referred to as drop off. To any non owners of school age children reading this ‘drop off’ is not the time where us tired frustrated mothers hang our beloved offspring over a cliff edge and ‘drop em…
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