It’s London Fashion Week this week. Which shows are you off to? What did you think of the amazing conceptual use of texture and shade in fabric to portray the story of…NO, ME EITHER.
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The return of the toddler
Hide your baby wipes, keys and nail everything down…the toddler is back.
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Signs you’re a mum in the autumn
You want to hunt down the people letting off fireworks after 8pm and give them a really good telling off (Bonfire Night was ages ago …how is this still happening?)
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Taking my baby to the dentist, and other potential disasters
As one of my specialist skills is putting off things I really should have done yesterday, last week we rocked up to the dental appointment I’d finally got round to booking after they’d sent me the reminder about, ooh, four or so months ago. Fifteen minutes late, apparently.
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Baby, you’re my favourite waste of time
“What exactly do you do all day?” an irritating question most mums will get asked at some point. Good point though, what exactly do we do all day? At the moment I’m still so tired that doing most things feels like walking backwards in quicksand mixed with treacle, and going anywhere far with both girls can…
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The G word
This weekend we went to a lovely, lovely christening. As we arrived I realised it would be Eliza’s first time in a church when it was actually being used for a religious service (and not a Christmas tree festival or playgroup, as per previous experiences). How would this go? I wondered. Thirty seconds later I…
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How not to do bedtime
Bedtime is the last event in the parenting Olympics, isn’t it? It’s the final hurdle, with the finishing line – sofa and wine – tantalisingly within touching distance. But you don’t get a medal, and win or lose you’re awarded the same opportunity to do it again the next day. And then over and over…