This Christmas was hard, really hard. I’d wanted to celebrate Gus’s first Christmas in style, but nothing went to plan. I was exhausted from the never ending roller coaster ride that was Christmas in reception class for Herbie, with Superhero Dress Up Day, three Nativity performances (two in one day), a Christmas Fair for which… Continue reading Christmas stress
As the winter settles in, and weaning gets into full swing, here’s this week’s Top 5 annoyance rundown: 1. Useless de-misters: every car I’ve ever had has had a shit de-mister, and as the temperature drops I’ve resorted again to heating on full blast, windows open, hot water on windscreens and I still have to… Continue reading This week’s Top 5 winter wrangles
Let me tell you a bit about Bexhill Museum as I visited this weekend with friends who are local but who had never been inside, despite pushing 40 like us. It’s a little gem with an eclectic collection for its size. It’s also one of the many tourist attractions that has remained in existence and… Continue reading I heart Bexhill Museum
So we got through half term and managed to complete the school project we were set to make superhero favourites. I say we because it involved me frantically searching Pinterest ideas at the last minute whilst Herbie’s involvement consisted of painting loo rolls – progress from only wanting to paint himself – with the help… Continue reading Superheroes and spooks
This month I have been mostly getting annoyed with those unimportant things in life that still make you want to hurl something through a window as you stumble about in the sleep-deprived fog that is having a three-month-old-baby. Here’s my top five gripes: 1. Baby rocker chair legs (example A) – these stick out further… Continue reading My top five First World moans
It’s the eve of our four-year-old starting school and we had the obligatory home visit a few days ago. The teacher and TA were lovely, and the school have a great way to make the visit seem more exciting by sending you a yellow balloon with a smiley face on it in anticipation of their… Continue reading A home visit blighted by balloons
The summer holidays are here and so most of my days at present are spent with both an 8-week-old and a four-year-old. I’ve been impressed with the help the four-year-old has been giving me. Happy to fetch things and protective over his new brother. He’s not doing much for my self esteem though. His most… Continue reading A day in the life…
