There'll be no picture by the door Each year my feed was such a bore Where other kids have stood before It almost felt a silent law. On it went until I screamed These aren't my kids, they aren't my dreams But on it went and so I swore There'd be no picture by the … Continue reading Outside Our Front Door
Category: Children
Time Flies
June 2018 and one very stressed out (newish) mother of two races around the nursery summer festival trying to keep track of an overexcited 3 year old whilst trying to soothe a refluxing 3 month old who is overtired but refusing to sleep in the sling. (Sidenote - Phoebe has never slept in public once … Continue reading Time Flies
14 Weeks In
It turns out that two kids and a full time job makes you very busy. Very busy indeed. I realise that people manage with many more children than I have. And multiple jobs. But honestly I have no idea how. No. Idea. At. All. I am exhausted at every minute of the day and I … Continue reading 14 Weeks In
The Elephant In The Room
"When's the baby due?" "Pardon?" "When's the baby due?" (usually said whilst pointing at my tummy) "Oh no, I'm not pregnant. This is the baby" (as I point to my 10-month old daughter who is the size of an 18-month old and has the hair of a 4-year old) And then I spend the next … Continue reading The Elephant In The Room
An Ode To Nursery Bugs
Ah ha we meet again my friends You scoundrels and you fiends You’ve clearly had some time to prep You’re well primed and you’re preened You sit and lurk on surfaces You watch and laugh on toys Then seize your chance and transfer onto little girls and boys So innocent and pure they were Until … Continue reading An Ode To Nursery Bugs
Dear Phoebe – the last month in our little bubble
Dear Phoebe We have one month left together. One month in our perfectly imperfect little bubble. Just you and me. One month before you start to make your own way in this world. You will be 9 months old exactly. You will go to nursery 3 days a week and I have no doubt that … Continue reading Dear Phoebe – the last month in our little bubble
“Oooooh hasn’t she got a lot of hair”
If only I had £1 for every time somebody said this to me when they see Phoebe, I'd be a multi-millionaire by now. "Yes", I say "yes she has, which is funny really when her dad is as bald as a coot". I need to think up another one liner, even I'm getting bored of … Continue reading “Oooooh hasn’t she got a lot of hair”
Inside The Mum 