Baby groups. Two words that can send the fear of God into some mums, at the same time as filling others with glee. Okay, glee might not be QUITE the right word - I’m not entirely sure I’ve ever felt ‘gleeful’ about going to a baby group, but you get my meaning. You either love… Continue reading Taking twins to baby groups can be a right pain in the arse – unless you find the right one
WE’VE all seen it, those cute pics of a toddler ‘cradling’ their newborn sibling propped on the settee with a million cushions behind them. Yep, definitely one for the family album, or even a giant frame on the wall? We’ve all got friends whose toddlers are obsessed with their new baby brother or sister,… Continue reading The *almost love/*almost hate relationship of a toddler and new twins
LET’S be honest, there’s no such thing as a holiday when you have young children. I mean it’s just same shit different location, isn’t it? It’s not an actual BREAK. Having three boys under the age of three (hands full, yes I know, thanks), I can pretty much tell you for definite that’s how I… Continue reading TRAVEL REVIEW: How having a ‘proper holiday’ with three young kids really IS possible
Remember those days when you would pick up your bag, phone and keys - and walk straight out the front door? Are those days really gone forever the second you have kids? We’ve all seen the Michael McIntyre sketch about how long it takes to get everyone ready, and it’s so true! Having one kid… Continue reading Will I ever ‘nip’ anywhere again?
New babies mean no sleep, right? Wrong. New babies plus older children mean no sleep. Okay so not many of us ever managed to ‘sleep when the baby sleeps’ with our firstborn, but dammit, I wish I bloody had done. There was so much opportunity! They might not sleep much at night, but they sleep… Continue reading Forget the advice – this shit is all about survival!
“Emotional rollercoaster” is such a crap phrase, isn’t it? But it does kind of sum up what you go through during pregnancy. Flying off the handle at your husband one minute, crying at Strictly the next, then being overwhelmed with happiness the next. I blame the hormones personally. And the fact you can’t drink alcohol… Continue reading Totally OUTNUMBERED!