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A birth story (and an administrative nightmare)

Where would a parenting blog be without a nice gory birth story? Well, I don’t know, as I do tend to skip over that kind of stuff. It’s not that I am not interested in how random strangers birthed small people… Actually it is. Sorry. But don’t worry, this is …

Pregnancy sucks, and I am happy to admit it

How are you feeling? Throughout both of my pregnancies, I was asked this almost every day by somebody; on the train, at work, maybe in the queue at Boots while I was waiting for more Gaviscon. Right after ‘do you know what you’re having?’ (‘yes’ or ‘a baby’ being my …

My top ten family travel must-haves

Heading off to sunnier climes with the kids in tow? Having only done it a few times I’m no expert, but hopefully this list will provide you with some help and/or light relief as you sob into your 24kg-when-it-should-be-23kg luggage. Here, in all its glory, is my list of essentials …

19.5 months

The small one is now the age the big one was when he was born. This means the big one is now twice the age she was, and the small one is, well, infinity percent older. It’s always very tempting to compare your children with each other in terms of …

Sharing is caring (but toddlers don’t care)

Picture the scene. It’s an ordinary day. Big Whingelet has returned from pre-school and I’m doing my best to let the kids amuse themselves whilst trying to cook dinner/put washing away/tell someone why they’re wrong on the internet. They seem to be doing fairly well at it, when suddenly the …

Just another Monday morning

7:52am: I open my eyes and squint at the clock. Shit, it’s almost 8am, how the hell did that even happen? At this point I would usually have been awake for several hours. The small one is asleep next to me, as per the last two – three? – weeks? …

Love is in the air: The perfect Valentine’s gift guide

It hasn’t been easy to write recently.  All this stuff with America feels like the start of a novel set in a dystopian future where everyone has dirt on their faces and everything is on fire. To be frank, it makes me feel like there is no point. Hey, the world’s …

Return of the germs: 5 ways to make sick days fun

I live in a cursed house. I swear that half of my blog posts are moaning about illness in some capacity but that’s because a) we are always sick these days, or that’s how it feels and b) being ill really sucks. I make a crappy sick person; even my …

One for the books: A visit to the library

At the time of writing, the big one is sick, and has been feeling sorry for herself quietly on the sofa for two days now. Two loooooong days*. I’ve just realised that this change to our routine has meant that the library books are overdue, and I can’t find our …

Two small ones, one year on: How times have changed…

This time last year, I was just starting this blog. I had a six month old baby who had just learned to crawl and a feisty, chatty two year old. As you’d imagine (or can guess from the exasperated tone of my posts) it was hard work; I often felt …

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