Summer Holiday Hacks- and Fails!

Someone recently asked if the school holidays really made any difference to me, being at home with pre-schoolers and all. And I think in any case, I would have said yes; but having just moved accross the country to a brand new area… this current ‘yes’ is emphatic to say the least! See, the thing…

Reading Between the Lines

Now that the cake is out of the tin, so-to-speak, I thought it might be fun just to go back over a few previous blog posts and, you know… fill in the gaps. So. Here goes…. “Temporary Perks” Read: I am still in absolute shock about an incredibly personal, life-changing matter that today, (the day before Husband…

On Baking. (But not really…)

(Disclaimer: if personal oversharing – and particularly family planning- is not what you want to read about right now, then I’d advise that this post is not for you! Thanks for stopping by x ) So, I’ve always loved cake.  Cake is joy. Cake is pure. Cake is the future. As a very little girl,…

Redeemed

So, the run-up to Easter has been somewhat… Messy.  Last term was hectic, to say the least; with deadlines, disappointments, events and plans; so when the end of term was finally here, we were more than ready to have the holidays at hand. Just enough time to work slowly, but unwind; though I have to say unraveling wasn’t…

Ballet Music

For Tinker’s last birthday, we bought her a new movie; The Princess and the Frog. She’d never seen it before, and so was excited when we settled down to watch it together. As the credits rolled, she asked me if I had never seen it either? I thought for a moment, and then remembered that…

One Christmas

I remember my first ever Christmas away from the family home. I was 18 years old and my new, would-be-forever friend and I were on our northern, shoe string version of a gap-yah in the Far East; excited but devastated to be doing something so grown-up as spending Christmas on our own. Naturally, we had…

Wee Wins

Warning: this post contains scenes of extreme defecation.  In my previous post I mentioned a serious bout of Cabin Fever, brought on by a poorly baby and an unavoidable month indoors. What I didn’t add was that, out of some bizarre stroke of madness, I decided to stick a week of intensive potty training on…

Big Church

We recently reached the stage where Toddler’s blissful afternoon naps equate to hours of late night stomping, sneaking and hysterics. As a result, this week marked the beginning of the ‘full day challenge‘; an attempt to keep her awake and entertained for the entire afternoon when she really could do with a nap. (This largely…

The Fear

Once upon a time I got stuck up a tree. In fact, I’m lying. It was more than once. It’s actually an embarrassingly familiar scene; cowering over the edge of some rope swing situation, while a queue of kamakazi nutcases tut with impatience, and some well-meaning “encourager” offers decreasingly encouraging encouragement. (I honestly don’t care how secure the harness…

Mary, Martha, Mother

When Husband first finished pat leave, I was both excited and nervous about adjusting to this new, longed-for life as a mum at home. As a teacher, I’d worked to objectives and deadlines; now that I was queen of my own time and resources, however, I was surprisingly daunted by the open road ahead. (Though let’s be…

Two Bumps

Two bumps, unlike in elasticity, Sprung from one’s uterus, where we burst our seams. From recent stretch, breaks new mutantcy, As one giant babe makes the first one seem a breeze. Forth from the foetal growth in these two domes A pair of emptied udders regain their life; As a second misdirected exit overthrows Romance…

Do It Anyway

I’ve read some brilliant things on the Web; from the helpful to the hilarious, there really are some gems. My problem is, however, that I scroll. I continue past the article and I read the comments.  (Honestly , if you want to enjoy the Internet and retain faith in humanity, do not read the comments.)  It often seems…