I like to think I hold a relatively honest view of myself and know where my strengths and weaknesses lie.
northernmum
Am I a prude?
The social evolution of acceptable behaviour never ceases to amaze me.
Today, sitting on the train, minding my own business, catching up on emails
I’m the Daddy
Bedtime took a different shape this evening. He who helped create them and twin girl were out taking my sister in law to the airport which left myself, spica bound BB and Twin Boy.
Hip Dysplasia: Living the life in spica…..
My smallest child never ceases to amaze me; less than four weeks ago I clung to the side of her hospital cot with eyes that itched with tears watching my pale little girl undergoe a blood transfusion to slow her pounding heart rate after she underwent major surgery to correct her hip dysplasia. Less than four weeks I lay on my sofa bed beside her cot with my eyes wide open wondering about how she
saying goodbye to dental floss knickers…
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.