Tag: rants

My two year old wakes up really early and I’m totally fed up of it

(This is traditionally where someone pipes in with ‘Well mine wakes up every hour to breastfeed still!’ or ‘Mine doesn’t go to bed until 10.30pm whatever I do!’. Calm down, it’s not a competition. I don’t know why sleep does that to people. Maybe it’s the sleep deprivation). Shit sleep is …

Weekend shenanigans: A family trip to Tesco

Sunday evening… If I had a job, this would be when the fear would be setting in.  As it is, I’ve the same level of fear as I have every day, mainly about what time I’ll be woken up. I’d probably be lying if I said we had an exciting …

The day we were shamed on the internet

The other day, my husband came home from walking our family dog, which he does three times a day.  He said he’d come across an older lady in the woods with her dogs, one of her dogs – a big, old one – had grumbled or snapped and they’d had …

#Cherisheverymoment #Eventheshittyones

When you put your thoughts out there on the internet, there is always the risk that people might actually read them. Not often, but occasionally. Usually, the people that read my posts are those that actually want to, because no matter how hard we bloggers try to promote our posts …

The heat is on: The life cycle of a paddling pool

It’s hot. Oh, so hot.  The bastard birds and brilliant 4.30am sunlight have woken up everyone at the arsecrack of dawn and you have a sweaty little interloper in your bed acting like a violent hot water bottle. Tired, grumpy and perspiring, today is not the day for adventures. Waaaah …

Dear Ocado, forgive me

I’m so, so sorry I left you. So enraged was I with the prospect of paying £6 per month for delivery that in a hasty, ill-thought-out move, like a spurned lover I cancelled and left our relationship right there and then. You didn’t even try to tempt me to stay. …

The NCT sale: Ditching the baby sh!t

As you know, we have an extension looming, requiring the imminent demolition of all our storage space. We also have a house full to bursting with baby stuff, and no babies. It’s time to de-baby the house. Once you have reached a certain age, most of your friends are on …

Don’t mention the extension

You may have see this post, in which I briefly mentioned our plans to extend the house.  In case you were blissfully unaware, for well over a year now, we’ve been waiting for this damn extension to get started. The plans for said extension went in to the Council in …

Boy or girl? I don’t care: The elaborate gender reveal

I’ve noticed a recent trend for elaborate gender reveals, and I have a confession: I can’t stand them. I’m not talking about the videos of people telling their kids about their new baby brother or sister; that’s quite cute, even if it involves a pink or blue cake (as long …

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