Individual Moments; One I will never forget….
Parenting can be such a joy, such an honour, and it is hard to keep track of the many individual moments that make up a lifetime. Tonight I was witness …
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An apology to all the tired, knackered mothers
Dear tired, knackered mothers, I’m sorry. When the twins were born I fell under the category of smug mother, my children slept and they slept well. Around me the rest …
Reason #102 to NEVER do potty training….
It feels like everyone is doing it, I am fighting peer pressure to avoid it, yet I also know the reality is I need to do it. There is a …
Operation Day: 12 months later…. (Hip Dysplasia survival)
Hip Dysplasia has not beaten us. Time is a curious thing. This time a year ago I was filled to the brim with anxiety, I paced the hospital corridors biting …
Fate is an ironic bastard…
Fate is an ironic bastard at times. It took a while for us to notice the signs of twin girl’s diabetes, we put the excessive bed wetting down to the …