#Mumlife

5.58am – The Baby wakes up – this is considered a lay in – immediately grateful for extra hour of sleep. 6.16am – Still sitting on edge of bed whilst The Baby uses you as a climbing frame as you try to remember your name, what day it is and how many children are in … More #Mumlife

The Bastard Dog

FURIOUS. Having rearranged the front room to accommodate The Baby’s insanely large play pen I decided the sofas needed brightening up and as such retrieved some of my “spare cushions” hidden away so no grubby fingers or paws could get them.  Less than 24 hours later and The Dog has been given ANOTHER one of … More The Bastard Dog

The day a head popped out my front bum and my husband took a shit in a bucket.

Whilst an overly descriptive and seemingly unnecessary title, it is in fact an entirely accurate summary of the day our son was born. There are many things I could write about (and I will) however this particular entry is inspired but a relatively pissed conversation I had with The Bearded One. He tells me often … More The day a head popped out my front bum and my husband took a shit in a bucket.

Can you get drunk in the hairdressers? No but you can fall asleep!

The big day has arrived. No I’m not getting married, no we’re not moving house, no it’s not even my birthday. I’m having my hair done! The (wonderful) Bearded One surprised me with vouchers to a local chain of salons knowing full well if he told me to book an appointment that he would pay … More Can you get drunk in the hairdressers? No but you can fall asleep!

Baby Hangover 

Oh my god. I am failing at being a human right now.  This all started when The Bearded One asked me if I wanted to share a beer with him. He had driven to Manchester and back yesterday, the kids were out shopping with their Nan and I was on Baby Duty. As Head of … More Baby Hangover