You Can't Beat All of the Mums All of the Time

I’m constantly amazed, although I really think the intensity of it really should have worn off by now, how much mums (generally speaking) view everything as a damned competition. If it’s not their birth (good or bad), it’s their kids (brilliant or moronic), and please don’t get me started on…

Trust Your Gut

The introduction of the likes of, say, baby whisperers as experts in this crazy, convoluted world of parenting has done little to raise our confidence and trust in our very own intuitions. In the defence of baby whisperers and such, children, including babies, do have distinct cries and other garbled…

What I do know

I like to think I’m pretty ok as a mother. I get some stuff “right” and some stuff “wrong” and I do yell and swear, and cuddle my kids and watch The Simpsons at the same time, and read books to them and take them to fun places. I make…

In My Lion of Work – an experience

In my role as a mother who rambles about the mundane crap in her life in a desperate bid to keep a dubious grasp on her sanity blogger, I am occasionally asked to partake in some stuff; cooking of meals, checking out products and being invited to do some cool…

You should be used to it

Wander up to collect two oldest offspring from school and am delightedly surprised to discover Monkey Boy is in a mood that is quite the opposite of his endearing demeanour of Friday. Yes, that very one that caused me, half a block from the school, to yell in his face…