Say hello to the f*%&!g fours
No one warned me that when my eldest turned four that it would appear that he would undergo a personality transplant on a daily basis.…
View PostNo one warned me that when my eldest turned four that it would appear that he would undergo a personality transplant on a daily basis.…
View PostI knew having kids would mean there would be difficult days, days where I was frazzled and they were crying. I knew that it wasn’t…
View PostI don’t pretend to understand politics but even I realise that today has been a big day in American politics. More than that today has…
View PostBeing tired, it kind of goes hand in hand with being a parent right? From newborn baby to non-sleeping 18 month olds. From tantrumming terrible…
View PostYou’re mentally prepared for the sleepless nights when your baby first arrives. Endless cycles of feeding and burping. Your mind whizzing with the fact that…
View PostSunday saw us board a plane and begin our new life in Qatar, finding our feet and throwing ourselves in, despite the loneliness that can…
View PostI’m not raising my boys to be great husbands. That is not my role as a mother. That is not the guidance I am giving…
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