You know how it is. Your flight is in 6 hours and while you’re excited about jetting off on your hols, procrastination gets the better of you and you’ve barely packed a pair of knickers let alone a weeks worth of floaty dresses, anti humidity shampoo and sky high wedges. Well, that was me – […]Read More The Holiday Files pt2
As I write this, I’m immediately transported back to planning holidays before children. Look how happy we are!! I’m not the most adventurous traveller. I mean, I love going to exotic, far flung places. But only if they involve a beach. I’ll happily have cultural weekend city breaks, but for a holiday I need a bar, a […]Read More The Holiday Files pt1 – Choosing A Holiday
Unless you’ve been living under a rock a la Makka Pakka, there’s a very large chance that at some point in your child’s life you have stumbled upon In The Night Garden. Even if you just caught the last 2 minutes when you tuned in to watch Tom Hardy read the Bedtime Story on CBeebies. […]Read More In The Night Garden Live – Blackheath
This year feels like winter has been spectacularly long. Just as a bright day comes along, the rain clouds come over and the rain begins. But, and I may be counting my chickens, it has been sunny for more than 3 days in a row in London now. And, unlike tradition, it’s due to be […]Read More We love the sun!
As much as most normal people hate sending traffic towards the Daily Mail, there has been an article published this week, written by a mother, berating the current “trend” of mum’s writing about a different strain of parenting. This different strain? Reality. The reality of sitting on the toilet sobbing when your husband comes home […]Read More Why We Need Slummy Mummies
How quickly does time fly now? The saying is true – the days are long but the weeks are short. Our little family is finally finding it’s feet. Our routines are harmonious and the time we spend together is precious. This week has been really hectic. I work away a lot with work, but this […]Read More The first over nighter
On Monday morning, at 6:45am, I fell back to sleep on the couch while BB ran circles around the living room (yep, he walks now!) shouting “tractor tractor”. My head was thumping and I felt like my throats had been replaced by millions of razor blades. I heard the shower go which signalled Mr was […]Read More Battery low. Recharge!