Christmas and the husband's birthday celebrations have well and truly broken me this year. I feel like I need a brand new body and to snooze through the whole of January. Evidently that's a no-go with three pickles to entertain. Over the past week I've eaten double dose calories to the point where I nearly … Continue reading A Year Of More
It's a mere five sleeps until the big fellow makes his appearance. For those of you with kids like mine who've been counting down from in excess of 100, we've finally made it single digits. Whoopee! I've been guilty of fudging the numbers on occasion only to be caught out by the little pickles when … Continue reading The Most Magical Time
At a recent job interview I was asked to give a series of one word descriptions of myself. Always a joy. 'How would your friends / peers / former bosses describe you?' they asked me. I racked my brain for positive one word answers that wouldn't make me come across like a complete nutjob. Then … Continue reading Give Me One Word
When I thought of my future family I never envisaged myself with three children, let alone three boys, but here I am surrounded by my crazy little trio. I often have pinch myself moments when I see all three of them running around together and realise that they are in fact all mine. Followed by … Continue reading Is Three The Magic Number?
It's been a year since I lost my mum. I still find that turn of phrase a bit odd. It sounds like I've casually misplaced her or lost her in the supermarket aisles. My boys use more direct language when they talk about it. You've got to love their matter of fact interpretation of the … Continue reading Light Through The Fog
Last night I ventured out of the confines of my comfort zone, otherwise known as Netflix and wine, and went along to a taster session for the local Rock Choir. I'd been meaning to join for a while, but when moaning to a friend that I'd been feeling a bit down in the dumps she … Continue reading Just Sing, Sing a Song
Not old as in age - though we are edging towards 40 - you before me, oh how I like being the baby now! But old as in we’ve known one another for what feels like forever, in a good way of course. We met when we were propelled into adulthood, wanting to appear brave … Continue reading Dear Old Friend