It was never going to be easy, I knew this from the moment I agreed to the task, but I didn’t even come close to imagining how hard it would …
I am a survivor, I bear the wounds of battle but I am still here.
I have a secret loathing.
In fact if I am true to myself it is verging on pure hatred, an emotion that I don’t often feel.
I have no love for children’s parties, especially ones that I am in charge of. Hence why it was a bit of a result when I realised that by having twins I have cleverly managed to avoid having separate parties for my eldest pair. I am sure the day will come when my girl and boy are no longer satisfied with sharing their birthday fun but for now the fact that I only have to host one party for two children gets me through the birthday blues…
Two parties this weekend, and we had one last week and one the week after next. In fact the twins almost require their own diary to chart their social life. …