We arrived in November as two. We leave as three. Thank you West Sussex for giving us beaches to stroll on, coffee shops to relax in, friendships and memories to last a lifetime, walks in the sun, our son. As Vinnie Jones once said, it’s been emotional. It’s been a blast. London, it’s over to you . […]
I will preface this by saying if you are reading this and don’t have a bambino, it’s just going to be a bit gross. So I apologise and perhaps you’d prefer to do something far more fun, like watch this or this or this. 1. I will not discuss this often here because it is […]
‘In the starry dark, Pipin finally reached his hedge. He sniffed the cold, sweet air and smiled. Then he snuggled down in his soft, mossy bed. “This is the life for me,” he said.’ I appear to be living in an alternate version of Aesop’s tale, The Town Mouse and the Country Mouse. In this […]
Until this evening, H probably thought the best money we’ve spent since becoming parents was on the wax ear plugs he wore during the first few months when Zee was our roomie and squawked every two hours without fail, rendering me a stumbling, bumbling mess. I never felt it necessary for H to be awake […]
The setting for our first holiday with Zee was Ju-Belloc, near Toulouse in France, our home for the week a stunning renovated farmhouse owned by our friend’s lovely auntie, who welcomed the four of us and our babies into her home for seven days of eating, drinking and generally disturbing the idyllic peace and tranquility […]
Great song lyrics, great concept; this ad is something every mum can identify with and smile at. Nice tagline at the end too, sometimes all you need is a little bit of reassurance – and to remember you’re not the only one.
Denial is not conducive to holiday packing. As I write, two suitcases await me downstairs, almost packed, I’m so very nearly there but it’s now down to packing things like shoes and toiletries and for the first time ever, nappies and bottles and steriliser tablets. Oh and a play mat, of course. I don’t know […]