A few weeks ago I wrote a post called 'Beg, Borrow and Steal' where I talked about ways to make this whole baby raising business a little less expensive, and one of the things I mentioned was how great hand-me-downs are. Well, recently I took delivery of a LOT of hand-me-downs. I mean, a LOT. … Continue reading A LITTLE HAND-ME-DOWN ‘PARTY’!
As with any new role, I thought it was only appropriate to carry out a six month review. Here goes... Please outline with which co-workers you interact most frequently. Subordinate: Small Human. Primary Colleague: Husband. Trainers: The Grandparents Do you understand the requirements of your role? I believe that there are three main requirements of my role, those … Continue reading SIX MONTH APPRAISAL
It's nearly six months since my life changed forever. It was one of the biggest days of my life. It was full of emotion. It was amazing. It was monumental. It was incredible. It was painful. It was pivotal. It was overwhelming. It was flippin' hard work. Was it memorable? Apparently not... I lost count … Continue reading FADING MEMORIES OF A MOMENTOUS DAY
We used to have a junk room. It was glorious. It had huge floor-to-ceiling sliding wardrobes, and was the ideal place to store...stuff. All that stuff that doesn't really have anywhere else to live. Spare duvets. Suitcases. Hoover. Wrapping paper. Folding chairs. Air beds. Just...stuff! We don't have a junk room anymore. Now the room … Continue reading STUFF…EVERYWHERE…!
Obviously 'Pickle' is not my child's actual name. It's the name I used for the tiny one before she was born. It was a way to avoid referring to her as just 'the baby', as we'd opted for keeping her gender a surprise until she was born (by which I mean I convinced her dad … Continue reading ‘YOU’RE A PICKLE!’
A friend recently asked me what I find difficult about parenting. After a little pondering, I explained that it was the feeling of being 'touched out'. If you don't know what that is, don't worry. Neither did I until it happened to me. I remember a particular evening when Pickle was about 7 weeks old, … Continue reading FEELING ‘TOUCHED OUT’
I love the summer. It probably comes a close second to autumn in terms of my favourite season. One of the things I particularly love about it is the lovely long evenings. The gorgeous weather here last week meant that there were some beautiful summer evenings; ideal for sitting out on the patio with an ice-cold cider … Continue reading BUT OH, THOSE SUMMER NIGHTS…
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