I’ll be there for you.
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…
The hardest thing about being a parent..IMO
Order is restored! Or at least something resembling order is restored. Aoife is back at school, Rory is back at work and Seth is watching Toy Story 2 back to back whilst dressed as Buzz Lightyear.
The lives of others.
At a recent, child free wedding (not ours) we found ourselves sat at the grown up equivalent of the children’s table. That is the table of people who all have small children/are pregnant. Obviously, as happens when you have freedom…
Out of the mouths of babes.
I have never hidden the fact that I’m not fond of children that aren’t mine. Heck, I’ve even written a post about OPC. I will admit though, over the last few months I’ve become well practised at playdates and I’m becoming…
A not so serious blog about family, life & wine.
