The boy is somewhere around 3 years and 3 months old and it seems we’ve reached another of those annoying but apparently necessary toddler stages this week. Continue reading “Why does my toddler lie?”
Today the boy turns 3.
On the fourth of November 2014 after a long induction, failed labour and eventual emergency Caesarean we welcomed the mancub into our life. Continue reading “The little man turns three”
(FYI – devo = devastated)
the mancub is three in November and I think sometimes I forget how much he can understand.
Or maybe I don’t forget. I just massively underestimate him. Continue reading “The dog has an op & the toddler is devo ”
We recently returned from a glorious week in delightful Dorset with the mancub who is two and a half.
We did so much – Dorset may be a small county but it is packed full of beautiful scenery and days out for all ages. Continue reading “Days out with a toddler: Dorset”
It’s currently 17:47 and I’m at the end of the never-ending tether.
I’ve lost my shit so much I have no shit left to lose.
I’m hitting a desperate stage; I don’t know what to do anymore. Continue reading “Me vs. my 2.5 year old – S.O.S.”
I’ll admit as hard as parenthood is, seeing your child grow and change every year with major holidays such as Christmas is lovely to see and so much fun. It’s like a warm fuzzy feeling of love and happiness; until they poke you in the eye or do a dirty protest in the toy box. Continue reading “Easter with a toddler”
I don’t need to know that after the terrible twos comes other bad ages. The Terrible Two’s should be called the Tragic Terrible Twatting Fucking Horrible Two’s. That would be a better title.
Right now it can’t get any worse. I know damn well it can always get worse but I’m having a little pity party here right now and I don’t even wish to be reminded of the Fucking Three’s.
I am currently sat on my sofa with a banging headache. My house is a shit-hole. Continue reading “Today is absolute hell”
Last Saturday we went on a spontaneous trip to the seaside. Both boys(hubbo and son) were not feeling great; plus we were all getting on each others tits by 10am, so off we went.
We went to Hastings in East Sussex which is about an hour from home by car; it’s a pleasant drive through the country and holds many childhood memories for both of us. Continue reading “Days Out with a Toddler: Hastings”
Today is International Women’s day; a globally recognised day celebrating the achievements of women everywhere.
I’m proud to be a woman, proud to be a mother. Continue reading “A letter to myself on IWD – you are AMAZING”