Being ill with a toddler is a very different experience to any other time. In the time I like to call BC (before child), being ill was equally horrendous of course but I could take myself away and suffer alone, perhaps with the TV or radio on, in and out of consciousness with the background noise of This Morning. BC, my only worry was when should I go back to work? When I do go back, should I apply my make-up more sparingly to make sure I still look a bit crap?
This is not something I have told many people. It's a bit of an embarrassing story to tell anyone but for the sake of supplying an open and honest blog, so we can get to know each other, I'm willing to share.
I did a very irritating maneuver when I was pregnant. I even knew it was annoying as I was pressing the send button but, for some weirdo reason, I couldn’t stop myself.
When are they ready? Your child is ready when they tell you they’ve done a poo in their nappy and are keen for you to change it. When they are quite physically able – they can walk, run well, as well as walk up and down stairs. When they are using alternate … Continue reading How To Wave Goodbye To Nappies
When I found out I was pregnant, my partner really wanted to talk it through with his sister because they are close and it came to us as a very lovely, shocking surprise, and he was crapping his pants about it. It is quite surprising that Eddy and his sister came from the same parents. She … Continue reading The Intelligent Neice.
My lovely partner hates the English weather. I am quite a fan of our seasons but he lived in the Australian tropics for nearly 7 years and then moved back to the UK for love. That didn’t work out so he got with me. Just kidding. When I got an email from Jack’s Flight Club … Continue reading Toddler in tow – our mini break in Marrakech
After our 8 days at home potty training, I arrived at nursery pleased as punch with our efforts. The staff seemed relaxed and happy with our plan, we had brought her lots of changes of clothes. Just before I left I took J to the toilet and she had a pee, I danced and whooped … Continue reading Much A Poo About Nothing Continues…