Parenting posts
A few weeks ago, I noticed that the little one’s first shoes were becoming a bit tight. The thought of shoe shopping made me feel a bit nervous, and understandably so. Shopping is bad enough when the pair are confined to a trolley or buggy, but letting both children roam free somewhere without padded walls just seems like asking for […]
You trippin’? Adventures in buying the toddlers new shoes Read More >>
Like any parent who happens to be hanging on to the loose threads of their sanity, I loathe soft play with every fibre of my being. It’s sticky, it’s sweaty, it’s noisy. The tea (or coffee if that’s your bag) is crap and when you finally manage to remove your tantrumming child(dren) from the establishment they will almost certainly bring
Six parents you will meet at soft play Read More >>
As his first birthday rapidly approaches, I thought I would pay tribute to my son. He is a baby no longer. With under a week until he becomes one year old, he is not as screamy as he once was (although he is more than partial to a good whinge these days, and he still likes to announce his displeasure at
Happy first birthday: A year in worried faces Read More >>
I freely admit that I have a few issues when it comes to toddler mess. I’m really more of a reading-a-book or a singing-a-song (or a ‘go entertain each other, that’s why we made two of you for God’s sake‘) mum than an arts-and-crafts mum. Stickers stuck in the wrong place in the book makes me nervous (is it bad to
Messy play? Not today Read More >>
In the days before children, going to a restaurant was a leisure activity; something relaxing and enjoyable. It was an excuse to get dressed up and probably have a bottle (or two) of wine whilst putting the world to rights and, crucially, meant no cooking or washing up. Eating out now is an entirely different experience with a whole new
Whining and dining: Eating out with the kids Read More >>
Today has been a bad day. The kind of day that starts with your newly-fixed phone smashed all over the kitchen floor. The kind of day when, whilst you are distracted picking up the broken remnants of your phone, your baby decides that he can undo his high chair restraints and throw himself out of the high chair, taking a
So you think you’re having a really bad day? Read More >>
Welcome to a typical Friday. I woke up shortly before 7am, puzzled and a little panicked that I couldn’t hear any children. Fearing that they may have perished in the night, so unlikely was it that they would both be asleep at this time, I switched on the video monitor. To my utter shock and delight, the baby was awake,
What is it with kids? I spend all day feeding them, dealing with their tantrums, wiping various sticky substances from their hands, mouths and bottoms, and basically making sure they don’t injure or kill themselves and yet when daddy gets home from work, it is like I don’t exist. Mummy who? I’ll say now that my husband is a wonderful
Things that Daddy is better at than me Read More >>
Well, if we thought that after our hellish holiday experience we were due a bit of good luck, then we thought wrong. In the very early hours of Saturday morning, we were (OK, my husband was) woken by the cries of the toddler*. She was extremely hot and miserable so we administered calpol and hoiked her into our bed where she remained,
It never rains but it sure does pour Read More >>
At some point in the future I will introduce you properly to the family mascot; our resident pooch. He is a disloyal, food stealing, baby waking, neighbour visiting, smelly trip hazard… but for some reason we keep him around. The dog came to live with us a year or so before the toddler was born. As a baby, she was
Small children v dogs: What are the similarities? Read More >>
