Toddler T’s Top 10 Reads

Seeing as World Book Day is just around the corner, I decided this was the best time to do a round-up of Toddler T’s favourite books. He has loved a good story since he was very little (we started reading to him as a newborn) although he currently has so much energy that he can’t

What The Hell Was I Thinking?! A story of parenting

It’s the early mornings when I find myself in the kitchen at 6am making breakfast, trying hard not to scream at Toddler T who is gleefully banging cupboard doors because we still haven’t got round to putting locks on yet. It’s those mornings, when I haven’t had more than 2 hours sleep in a row because the

One Of Those Got-It-All-Together Mums

That’s what I feel like this morning. One of those got-it-all-together mums that so many of us strive to be, and yet so few of us ever really achieve. I am bad with mornings. I am not a morning person whatsoever. It takes me at least an hour to wake up enough to function properly,

9 Days of Leisure!

Woop! Finished work at 6pm this evening, and now I have 9 days of leisure. Well, I say leisure…I still have a toddler to look after, housework to do, and a lot of work to do for this blog. I sure am looking forward to the next few days though. It’s my birthday on Monday,

Beware The Walker

There is no doubt about it; Theo now walks. No longer is he a little baby…he is now officially a toddler. Father Time, what have you done? Did you jump forward? Speed up the clocks?! It started in November. He took his first shaky steps, a combination of shock, fear and pride mingled on his

Nellie The Bastard Elephant

Meet Nellie. This sodden heap of ‘Toots the Blue Nosed Friend’ is my son’s favourite thing in the whole world apart from his dad. Nellie is the only thing that calms him down when he is worked up; the only thing that makes him feel better when he’s poorly; the only reason he goes down

…and breathe

Today is going to be one of those days. It’s only 10am and I’m already longing for bedtime…my own that is! My son does not want to sleep today. He is overtired, I am overtired, and we are both grumpy. I was working til 11pm last night, which means that by the time I got

100 Days of Gratitude

One of my goals for 2017 is to fully come to terms with the idea of self care. Making time for myself is always something I’ve felt guilty about…there’s always been something else I should be getting on with. Especially since my son was born. Self care is so important though, especially for someone who

Shhhhhhh…don’t wake the baby

Ahhh nap time. That time of day where you can sit back, relax, and do whatever the hell you want.  Right?  Wrong. When I think of how I originally planned to make the most of his time sleeping, I can’t help but laugh at myself. I was going to work on my writing, try to

And so it begins.

I might kill plants, burn food, not hoover as much as I should and let the dishes pile high by the sink, but I’ve still somehow managed to keep my baby happy and fed. It’s only been 3 months (well 14 weeks, 5 days and 21 hours at the time of writing this), but that’s still an achievement right?