Products to help a busy working mum
There are a few products that have made my life as a busy working mum easier these past few weeks. These are new discoveries, that have either saved time, added a bit of luxury to an otherwise sparse...
View ArticleGood parents throw birthday parties
When I became a mum, there was one aspect of motherhood that I was determined to succeed at: the throwing of a successful child’s birthday party. After all, good parents put on good parties, no? It...
View ArticleNew mum: you ARE doing it “right”
I’ve lost count of how many pieces of advice I was given when I was pregnant. Eat this, don’t eat that, do this exercise, you shouldn’t over-exert yourself, have a birth like this, definitely don’t do...
View ArticleIndulgence without the guilt
Since becoming a mum, I’ve been pretty pants at treating myself. There always seems to be something else that is more important; my daughter needs something, my husband needs something, the house needs...
View ArticleChoosing happy
It’s funny how it’s so easy to fall into a default setting of “glum”. When the weather’s a bit rubbish and you’re tired and the dishes are piling up and you can’t afford that new dress, it can...
View ArticleThe art of doing nothing
Have you ever looked forward to sitting down at the end of a long day, only to find yourself getting a bit twitchy when you finally put your feet up? Maybe you’re one of those people who dreams about...
View ArticleDinner date
Photo credit: CP Photography Next month, my tiny baby will turn three years old. She is no longer a jumble of miniature fingernails and nappies. Where her head was once only covered in a soft down,...
View ArticleTrue friendship is…
When you find a friend who plies you with champagne, while giving you a pedicure, then you know you have a friend for life. This is exactly what happened this weekend, as I headed back to Bristol – the...
View ArticleKid rules: Learning to laugh at yourself
The other day, my nearly-three year old put on her dad’s flip-flops, wobbled into the garden and promptly fell over. And I laughed so hard I almost wet myself. “You NOT laugh Mummy!” Scolded my child....
View ArticleFrom Radio Mum to WAHM
Tomorrow morning I will present my last breakfast show on Heart Wiltshire, hang up my headphones, collect my daughter, and drive to Devon. It’s been an incredibly fun, challenging, inspiring,...
View ArticleAnd now you are three
It started with a father and a mother and a midwife. As the rising sun poured in through the hospital window, I held my new baby up, pink and brand new with life. You were that new baby, a little Frog,...
View ArticlePainted nails and parental judgments
It started with a park. On a sunny afternoon around a year ago, right next to the swings in our local play area, I encountered my first taste of “Ooh, isn’t she a bad mother”. And as much as I hate to...
View ArticleMother doesn’t spell “packhorse”
As my sandals thudded on the pavement, smack smack SMACKING against the hot cobbles, a continuous monologue was droning round my skull. “WHY do I have to do it ALL THE TIME?” I huffed to myself, as I...
View ArticleLone Ranger
I wonder what she’s thinking, my three year old girl, as she wanders alone on the beach. Tootling off far from me, she chooses her own path, splashing in puddles of sea water gathering in the sand. On...
View ArticleThe panic: why shopping and children don’t mix
As I rifled through the racks of dresses on sale, hastily searching for my size, I was aware of a commotion across the store. Looking up, I experienced the same feeling of dread suffered by any parent...
View ArticleA letter to my daughter – I’m not moaning
Do you ever find it’s so much easier to talk, blog or write about this parenting lark when things are going wrong? I look back at my blog posts and at least 8 out of 10 times, I seem to be writing from...
View ArticleMy carrot’s bigger than yours
I’ve always looked on grow-your-own types with a mixture of admiration and annoyance. On the one hand, I can appreciate the wholesomeness of tending to your own carrots. I fully approve of the thrifty...
View ArticleA night off
Next Friday the (self-proclaimed) Northern Love Machine and I are ditching our parental responsibilities for the night and going off on a jolly to London. The reason? We’ve been invited along to...
View ArticleOn giving up wine. Sort of.
This is a pair of brand new, beautiful new trainers I bought a month ago on impulse, as I vowed to myself to get back into shape. Guess how much I’ve used them? Yep – none. Zilch, nada. Not one tiny...
View ArticleParents vs non-parents: it’s not a competition
Maybe it’s just me, but when I became a mum I suddenly became really aware of all the things you shouldn’t do when you have kids. I’m not talking parenting fails or parenting tribalism. I’m on about...
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