I have never really bought into Yoga. It's the tree hugging element that I just cannot get my head around. The 'now centre yourself' nonsense, the umming and the sleeping.Read More
I am a self confessed foodie.
- If "foodie" consists of eating, instagramming and rating out of 10.
On a serious note, I am no connoisseur but I do know a good dish when I try one and this is possibly the best combination known to (wo)man.Read More
A common discussion amongst women we speak to is this notion of being scared of being judged on thier mothering choices by other people, and more worryingly so their piers. I want to know what has got us into this mess. Why do we feel that those people that are close to us are judging us on our parental decisions? Surely we have born and most importantly kept alive a small human being; the hardest job on the planetRead More
I decided to take the babies swimming. Our local Virgin has the most brilliant pool for kids. With slides, water fountains and the waters only deep enough to drown if your trying really hard.
So anyway off we went, particularly prepared. Cossies on under easily removable, loose fitting clothing. No socks just flipflops to avoid all risk of difficulty getting them back on to damp tired wriggly bodies. Nells armbands applied, no longer need to look after that one now.Read More
I always used to think what a tit some people would look when mid conversation they would stop and spell out S H I T or S W E E T S. I mean, come on is it really necessary? Will your child combust at the sound of a delicious sugary snack?? (I don't mean S H I T obvs).Read More
When I first drafted this article early this morning in bed on my phone Notes autocorrected 'Tits' to 'Toys'. Which I of course laughed at. The irony is this is exactly how I saw my breasts right up until I fell pregnant.Read More
Too selfish to co-sleep?
Hats off to you co-sleeper mums. I always wonder if I could of been in your club...but then I laugh and get back to my child free evening with a big bottle of Prosecco and all the Kardashians. Don't get me wrong, I tried-if it wasn't for the experiences with my first born I might have made it, but sleeping with a sweaty baby race horse isn't easy, nor revitalising.Read More
It seems as though my soon to be threenager is going through Britney's 2007 meltdown stage. If this even is a stage, because it bloody should be! I don't remember reading anything in Dr Spock about a toddler mimicking symptoms of Britney's historic drug relapse!Read More
We are in Saigon or Ho Chi Minh City as its now known as. The largest city in Vietnam. It's May, It's 40 degrees, and 100% humidity. We are a constant state of moist (and no, not in the good way).Read More