I glanced at my watch, I needed to leave the house at 12.45pm and it was fast approaching 12.10pm. My bag was by the door filled with its usual goodies ranging from nappies to wipes to excess loo roll in case anyone got caught short or had a sneeze of epic proportions. I was dressed, each of…
Parenting: Potty Training: Keep them incontinent ~ northernmum
A good friend of mine texted me today to tell me her son had christened the potty for the first time. I hasten to add her that she was also texting to say hi and wasn’t just regaling me with more poo stories. However, whilst remaining proud of her adorable little lad for firmly ‘dropping…
how to kill an old bird…
I’ve been on a journey this weekend, its all been, well, a bit odd, different and unusual. I haven’t seen my children for nearly thirty hours which means that for that time period I have not had to raise my voice to squeaky screech level; wipe food/dirt/sudacrem off my clothes with a baby wipe; clean…
No time to say goodbye…
This morning life was normal, it made sense, you were still in my world and my world was complete. Had I known that last night would be the last time I would talk to you and the last time I would look upon you I would have said more than simply ‘goodnight.’ I would have told you…
Toilet terrors
I fear I may be getting a reputation in the blogging world. I was chatting to the lovely Kirsty over at Imperfect Pages; and she confessed she had recently had a poo incident and offered for me to publish it over here on my blog. Kirsty has a lovely blog, way more philisophical and ethical than…