It’s a tough job but someone has to do it. With pleasure.

The summer break is over. After a glorious week on the Cote D’Azur  Rory is back at work, Aoife has just started Year 1 and it’s back to reality (booooo).

There’s no other job, yes I referred to parenting as a job – If a job doesn’t get done, things go tits up and things fall apart. If parenting doesn’t get done things go tits up and things fall apart, though to be fair things generally go tits up when I’m on shift anyway. Continue reading “It’s a tough job but someone has to do it. With pleasure.”

“All that glitters is not gold”

As I’ve mentioned, more than once, I was never going to have children. Ever.
I was far too selfish, I liked life as it was and there was a whole host of things related to babies/children that I just knew I wouldn’t be able to deal with. Continue reading ““All that glitters is not gold””

“Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives”

This week Victoria Beckham shared a gorgeous picture on Instagram  of her giving her daughter Harper a kiss.  
Who could have anticipated the controversy that would arise from such a sweet, innocent picture of affection between a parent and child?  

Continue reading ““Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives””

“How he dresses, I care zero, so long as he don’t steal my drink”

This time last year, Aoife was starting her taster sessions for Reception Class, it was a big bloody deal. She barely seemed old enough, I wasn’t ready for her to leave nursery and I CERTAINLY wasn’t ready for her to start big school!

I wasn’t ready to start big school! Continue reading ““How he dresses, I care zero, so long as he don’t steal my drink””