Ah, lads, you now I love the bones of my kids, more so when they are all sleeping soundly in THEIR OWN BEDS but do you know what sometimes kids are just assholes. The Easter holidays have broke me. (more…)
Isn’t it magical how our bodies create tiny life? However in return, we succumb many obstacles. Obstacles I won’t miss that’s for sure. Here’s a list of things I won’t miss about being pregnant:
This post has been floating about in my drafts for months now. It’s something that has been on my mind for a long time. (more…)
It was grand this morning. No school run because the Big Kid was in her dads. Toddler had a lie in. Baby miraculously slept pretty well. Joe left a batch of minty chalk on the draining board. I had coffee, the real stuff, none of that decaf crap. (more…)
I’m sure everyone has seen the ‘I’m Supermom’ post doing the rounds in their Facebook feeds. If not here’s a recap. A recap of complete and utter BULLSHIT! (more…)
So she’s finally registered, only took us 7 weeks to do it. If you ever have a baby at home request the paramedics report when you’re calling the ambulance. It was a nightmare trying to get our hands on it.
We made it, everyone is still alive. And since becoming a mammy of three I’ve learnt so much more about parenting. It really is a fulltime job, I dunno how working mammies do it. There’s always an ass that needs wiping. The washing basket is never be empty. And I will probably never sleep more than three hours ever ever again. (more…)
Ever go into one of those parenting or pregnancy groups and feel like it’s a puzzle? Over the past few months I’ve found myself googling half the acronyms and abbreviations I’ve come across. (more…)
He’s fourteen months, on his thirteenth tooth, eats like a horse, shits like a donkey and is destroying our home. He’s always up to mischief. We should have called him Denis, Denis The Bleeding Menace.
This week he discovered he could wiggle his arms from the carseat. (more…)