I DON’T normally write ‘how to’ posts for parents. One, because I am no expert. And two, well because even the experts don’t always have the answers. Us mums, us dads, we all know that there is no rule book for parenting. No essential guide book that will make this parenting malarkey a breeze. It’s tricky. It’s testing. It’s pretty much all trial and error. But goodness me, if there
SOMETIMES being a mum feels like the easiest job in the world. Other days, it’s the hardest, most challenging, frustrating, damn right difficult job I’ve ever had. Or ever will. We’ve all been there haven’t we? No mum is immune from those god awful parenting days. The ones that force you to your knees in the kind of way only motherhood can. Not even the best mums. (Whoever they are) Not
THIS morning I’ve been publicising myself and my work… As you can currently find me featured on the fabulous new Activia UK website as one of their feel good bloggers. A rather lovely blogging career highlight, that’s for sure! Truth be told, I’m proud as punch. Anyway, you can find me here and read all about my top tips on how to love your body, if you fancy it. But
IT’S Elsie’s 3rd birthday today! *beams* Watching your child grow older is a funny ol’ bittersweet thing. In some ways it feels like the past three years has gone by in a blink of an eye. In others, it feels like I’ve packed more into the past three years than I have in the last thirty! I really wanted to write something to celebrate Elsie’s birthday, and so when I
AS a teenager I thought I knew it all. You could even say, I was quite the handful. I had plenty of runs in with my Mum over the years as I battled for independence and a yearning to grow up fast. I wanted to run before I could walk, which looking back now, must have been so painful for my Mum. (Sorry, Mum!) But guess what? I didn’t know
Over three years ago I ‘signed up’ to the greatest test of my life. An endurance test of mammoth proportions. A test that would challenge my body and my mind. A test that would shake me to my core. A test that would make me question everything I thought I knew. What test am I talking about? This one. The test of motherhood. This morning as I sit here,
IT’S Mother’s Day on Sunday. A lovely day. A day to reflect, be appreciative and if you’re a mum, to hopefully receive a little thanks too. Not that we need it of course (that’s so not why we do this job) but it would be rather lovely all the same wouldn’t it? To know that you’re loved. To know that you’re valued. I’m already ‘winning’ at Mother’s Day this year.
UNTIL you become a parent, you just don’t get it. You can’t get it. Parenting seems like the easiest, most natural thing in the world when you haven’t got a child. You see a kid throwing a tantrum in the supermarket and know exactly what the mum should be doing. You roll your eyes when you see a food splattered toddler in your local cafe (doesn’t that dad know he
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