“All children, except one, grow up”

Today Aoife is five years, six months and three days old.
Today, while she quickly wrote a story before school because we’d forgotten to do her homework (when does that start becoming her fault not ours?), we found her first wobbly tooth. Continue reading ““All children, except one, grow up””

“There ain’t no cure for the Summertime blues”

It’s 22 degrees outside.
For those of you outside of the UK, this is a pretty big deal!
Just one more degree and we’ll be complaining en masse about how it’s far too hot and we can’t possibly survive it much longer. We’re a fickle bunch.
We don’t know how long this sunshine will last so we’re all over it straight away.
Sun cream is being liberally applied.
Paddling pools are being filled with ice cold water.
BBQs are being dragged into the garden and that dusty bottle of Pimms are being pulled out of the cupboard.

SUMMER IS HERE! Continue reading ““There ain’t no cure for the Summertime blues””

(S)he who does not ask remains a fool forever…..

It’s that time again, HALF TERM.
Time for me to do some of that ‘proper parenting’ that I’ve heard about….

Obviously it’s blowing a hoolie outside (well it IS June) so we’re mostly in house.
Aoife being here full time has made me realise exactly how many questions she asks me and this led me to think about all the questions I ask in a day… Continue reading “(S)he who does not ask remains a fool forever…..”

“It’s been a bad day, please don’t take a picture”

I have debated long and hard whether I was going to share this post today.
I’m aware that it shows me at a terribly low point, at my worst and that makes me feel incredibly vulnerable.

Saying that, I started this blog largely to be humourous but more importantly to be an honest and hopefully relatable account of the joys of parenthood. Something that maybe someone could read and go “Thank God it’s not just me/my child”. Continue reading ““It’s been a bad day, please don’t take a picture””

“Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well”

Before I was 30 I’d have said I wasn’t a fan of children, I didn’t like them one bit.
They absolutely weren’t for me and I’d never have one.
Ever.

Then I hit 30 and was struck with an overwhelming urge to procreate.
I don’t know where it came from or why, but there it was and so,a couple of years later I found myself with two children all of my very own. Continue reading ““Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well””