This ones for me
This ones for me. My memory is letting me down, things I thought were far too important for me to ever forget are being lost. So this post is for …
This ones for me. My memory is letting me down, things I thought were far too important for me to ever forget are being lost. So this post is for …
I thought I would be full of blogging content this evening, virtually over spilling with amusing tales. However sitting in the passenger seat whilst he who helped create them drives the long journey back from the north to south all I can do is reflect on what a fabulous day I have had.
We have been at a christening, and for anyone who doesn’t know how my little angels usually approach religious ceremonies please click here to catch up. However my children were only guilty of award winning behaviour, and to disappoint me further all the children at the church were fantastically well behaved, including my beautiful new god daughter ‘terrific toddler’.
At 19 weeks pregnant and already the size of a pensioners bungalow I waited excitedly in the hospital for my first scan. I was tired of hearing comments on my …
We had arrived in the land of the free, the country full of irony that doesn’t really get sarcasm. Home to the size zero it also produces pizzas the size of planets and hot dogs which can make a well endowed man cover his nether regions in shame.
I spent the vast majority of this weekend damp with a slightly sore bottom. I have looked like Casper the Ghost since Friday, my make up bag has been gathering dust and my ghd’s are stone cold. The children are officially and he who helped create them is looking a bit worn out.