Parenting posts
This afternoon, at the request -nay, demand – of my children, I’ve been playing doctors. If you’ve never been subjected to a game of doctors and patients – maybe your children are too young, you lucky devil – and you’d like to know the rules of play, then this is how it goes. How to play doctors and patients with […]
Step by step: How to play doctors and patients with children Read More >>
Oh, my darling son. Where to even start. With a positive, I think. That’s what the management course I did ages ago (that has proven to be entirely useless) told me, anyway. I appreciate the lie-ins you have (occasionally) given me of late. 7.02am is perhaps not what any other normal human person would consider a lie-in but, since you
A letter to my little boy (even though he can’t read) Read More >>
Most parents will tell you that raising a child is the hardest thing they’ve ever done. Harder than anything they’ve faced in the workplace; harder training for a marathon. Er, I would imagine. It’s not just because you’re sleep deprived all day every day for five years (and counting) but because it is impossible to do it right. Impossible. It
Twelve ways you are definitely screwing up your kids Read More >>
Right now, as I type this, we are having our third play date of the week. By the end of the week it will be four. FOUR. This is fairly unusual; as a sane person I don’t generally encourage other children to come and help my own destroy the house too often. The first play date was to save my
Rainy day play dates Read More >>
In the news this week, Tesco have said that they will be rolling out their policy of fining childless customers who park in parent and child parking bays to their stores across the country after a trial in 81 areas went well. One in ten people without children admit to using parent-child spaces. These people are also known as ‘arseholes’. Sadly for
Tesco bring in fines for misused parent-child parking and the comments are predictable Read More >>
I do totally cherish every moment. Honestly. For funsies, I asked some bloggery friends of mine about the importance of cherishing every moment. Here is what they had to say. I think I realised how important it was to cherish every moment when my daughter decided to start hiding her shit in between her books and her room turned into
Cherish every moment? Hardly Read More >>
‘You don’t work?’ It’s a fair enough question, but it feels more like an accusation. ‘It must be nice to be a lady of leisure!’. Well it is, and it isn’t. As much as it’s lovely to be at home with the children, set my own routine and please myself as far as they will allow, and I wouldn’t go
Sometimes, being a stay at home parent is just really lonely Read More >>
As you might know, I had both of my babies via elective cesarean section. It’s startling, really, that antenatal classes (or at least the ones I attended) are so light on detail regarding cesarean sections (or c-sections) given that 1 in 4 babies are born this way. Despite leaving the NHS and NCT class knowing a lot about breathing, birthing
21 things I wish I’d known before my first elective c-section Read More >>
When the baby was a few months old, it took a five second lapse in concentration for my oldest, then a mere toddler, to drown my beloved iPhone in her water-filled activity table. I was pretty annoyed about that, as you can imagine. Not least with myself because usually if I’m not watching her it’s because I’m staring at my
RIP technology: You can have children or you can have nice things Read More >>
As I write this, there is an eerie silence throughout my house. The hum of the fish tank and the whirring and spinning of the washing machine are usually drowned out by the sounds of children playing and shouting and the dog barking, but today it is just me. I am truly home alone. The dog has gone off to
Mum home alone: The kids are off to preschool Read More >>
