I'm not here, I'm in Nottinghamshire, but if you are missing my scintillating take on the world, then hop on over to the BritMums blog where I get to bang on about why I blog (I had my hair done especially!) … [Read more...]
I am grateful for…#passiton
These hands, tanned and cracked and dry, in desperate need of some TLC and a little polish. These hands that have washed up in hot soapy water the detritus of the day. These hands that have changed nappies and emptied potties, that have mopped up sick and given Calpol. These hands that hold my growing babies close when they cry as the nurse pricks them with needles, takes blood, innoculates. These hands that mix and stir and blend and … [Read more...]
Inspired by
May was a good month. A busy month. Actually every month is a busy month. I like doing things with my children. I like finding new things to do online. I am beginning to like learning, despite the fact that finals made me fear ever having to learn anything ever again. It's nice. So, this month I made a rainbow cake for PD's birthday. It was inspired by all the rainbow-based foodstuffs I saw across the internet in the run-up to St Patrick's … [Read more...]
Sunday Lunch: Roast Chicken
I am pretty much a lone parent during the week, because DH's schedule is unpredictable. This makes eating as a family all the more important at the weekends. Once Dimples had moved onto solid food, we began to make a concerted effort to sit down together for Sunday Lunch. Not only has it encouraged The Girls to try new foods, it also means we get a chance to sit and talk with our children in an unhurried fashion, and really enjoy each other's … [Read more...]
How to make a windsock
The Girls and I have been making windsocks from recycled bits and pieces this week. Though the sun that we have had of late has been lovely, it's the wind that has really got The Girls stirred up. PD really doesn't like it when the wind blows: she doesn't like her hair getting in her face. Down on the beach the other day, to deflect a brewing tantrum as a result of the usual hair-in-face trauma, we looked at the flags that are flying on Margate … [Read more...]
Welcome to my garden paradise
The weather held for PDs Birthday party, which made my life so much easier. After an hour of party fun inside, making bears and icing cakes, I opened the back doors and released a dozen children into the wild. The garden is the primary reason that we bought the house: it's a worthwhile compromise for living on a busy road. There's a big patio which house barbeque, table and 8 chairs, canopy garden umbrella, sandpit, flower pots and other … [Read more...]
No Child Born to Die
The trouble with the interweb is that it moves so bloody fast. No sooner had I been deprived by a cup of coffee of my connection to the World Wide Social Life than Red Ted tagged me. It didn't hurt too much, fortunately. I asked PD to draw a picture of herself when she is a Big Girl. She literally laughed in my face. "Mamma," she said, "I am three. That makes a Big Girl." Hmm. And now TiddlyOmPomPom *hums "Oh I do like to be beside … [Read more...]
