My journal of trial and error and the occasional surprise discovery

Category Archives: being ‘mum’

Miss two is to the point

I think my darling two year old feels she needs to dumb things down for her greying scatterbrained mother. She constantly repeats herself upon hearing “no”, as though I was merely too daft to understand the brilliance of her request in the first place. Interestingly, her inability to audibly process the word “no” does not […]


“But I still see bumps”

July brought the end of an era for me. I weaned my youngest child. My “this is the last child… again” child. She was two and a half. She’d had a good run. I needed my body back. For the past SEVEN years my body has been restricted because of a teeny tiny human being […]


On your chair 

I’m trying to crack down on my son walking around the house with food. I wouldn’t mind so much if he didn’t just drop the scraps when he was finished but he does. Being a typical four year old boy he is pushing the boundaries. Being the typical sleep deprived, passionate, beautiful mess that is a […]


Classifying women 

My eldest daughter, nearly 6, came across a book sitting on our kitchen table. I’ve got no idea why it was there but the question she asked was so beautiful I just had to share.  “Mummy, why is there two young girls and two adult girls?”