From Hell to Hedrin
My mother always says you can’t be ill when you are a mum however what if you are? It has been a long two weeks. It started off well; he …
Twin
dont forget this
Things to not forget. The urgent pleas at night-time for one more kiss and ‘huggle’. So often I am rushing on to the next task, to sort the house, to …
the boy has a willy….
When the twins were little I adored being stopped in the street by everyone who wanted to comment on my beautiful babies. So much so that I grew resentful when I would leave the house and people wouldn’t approach me in the street. I think I became a little obsessive as I felt people simply had to comment on how well I was doing and how gorgeous the little ones were and in retrospect I do apologise to anyone whose ankles I clipped with my double
Thanksgiving and blaspheming
We made it!
We got through baby beautifuls blessing without either twin girl or boy shaming us and getting the entire family barred from the pearly gates. It was touch and go for a while, twin girl did start her blasphemous repetition of ‘Jesus, Jesus’ once again and the vicar did break out in a visible sweat but all was averted by a quick hymn.
Moaning Mother
Me and he who helped create them had a bit of a nice day planned today. We have had a rough couple of weeks and to make up for it we thought we would take baby beautiful out for the day and enjoy the bliss of only having one (rather quiet) child between us.