Stacking it in public is not exclusively reserved for kids running with free abandon. Adults do it too in rather spectacular fashion. Certainly this action has enormous comedic value when you are not the poor sod that has just kissed the pavement. For the person that has just dropped to the deck like a sack of crap… it’s no laughing …
Directions to the Village
All the baby books, online forums and movies did not prepare me for one thing. The Village. It’s an African proverb that states: It takes a Village to raise a child. Beautiful. What if you don’t have that Village. What if you thought you had it but your new arrival signalled a mass exodus. Or maybe it was never there …
Mummy and Baby Groups
Something I shunned for months as I hated the thought of them. I had horrible visions of bitchy groups of women moaning about their lives and judging other mothers. Some of my friends shared their bad experiences with me while others encouraged me to go as a way of getting out and socialising. So with an open mind, I put on …
The Salon
A place to relax and be pampered. A place where us girls go to chill, gossip and get glam…ish Got to be honest, I absolutely hate the salon. I was there today and I am always in the same head space. Tense and self-conscious. I love my hairdresser but that’s about it. The whole salon environment fills me with dread. …
Maternity Leave
Finally an extended break from work. Time to get your head around being a parent and embrace and enjoy the monumental change that has just occurred in your life. A time to catch up with your friends and family now that you are no longer a slave to your 40-50 hour working week. A time for your parents to rejoice …
The IT Guy
I am not the most computer savvy person on the planet. Typical ‘end user’ if I’m honest. At the office I just wanted the IT Department to just make it work. I’m not interested in how that’s achieved but in this day and age your tech should just crack on with what you need it to do. Same with my …
The New Normal
My day actually started at 2.30am, with a dash downstairs to prepare a bottle for my daughter. Shoveling biscuits into my mouth as I do this…classy. After her nappy change, replacement dummy and sip or two of milk, she was finally asleep again. I really miss that…sleep. It’s a beautiful thing. Never fully appreciated until it just ain’t an option anymore. …
The Funny Girl
This is the excerpt for your very first post.