As I wrestle my toddler into a trolley and yell “come over here NOW” at my daughter I glance up and I see that look on your face, a mixture of pity and disdain. Read more
A couple of weeks ago we indulged in a chilly family day trip to Bridlington. It was cold, it was windy it was lots of fun. Read more
This post was originally written for The Lovely Mum Crowd #nofilterparenting campaign. Read more
This week I saw a lovely little competition running on a Facebook page.
The rule of the competition was to tag the mums who
“no matter what are ALWAYS there for you, through thick and thin, sleep deprivation, toddler meltdowns and everything in between….this is about the mum friends who would STILL give you that hug even when you’re covered in baby sick!”
Saturday was a bit of a bittersweet day.
It was the open day at Aoife’s old preschool, the preschool we’re hoping to send Seth to in September.
On the one hand it was lovely. Aoife saw her old teachers, they remarked how grown up she was now and reminisced about her time at there with fondness, Aoife basked in the limelight.
On the other hand Seth, my last baby, is going to be going to preschool. It’s almost the beginning of a new chapter.