This week over at Bambino Goodies I have been detailing yet another embarrassing child-fuelled moment for your delectation and delight. Fortunately humiliation is not a new concept to me; as a child I was so clumsy that for several years I actually believed my first name was Careful!, so frequently did it prefix my given […]
What's in your bag?
There isn’t a lot about motherhood to satisfy one’s sartorial desires; flat shoes, non-iron fabric that won’t show the milk stains, bras you can fit your head in (until you stop breast-feeding, and swap your boulder holders for a Tammy Girl training bra, that is). Motherhood’s one redeeming fashion attraction, however, is the need for […]
Lotions, potions and sexual commotions
I have recently scored a few points in the on-going war between my husband (blogging is a waste of time, you spend more time with your computer than you do with me, blah-de-blah-de-blah) and me (blogging stops me going insane, my computer is nicer to me than you are, blah-de-blah-de-blah). My victory came in the […]
What makes you the best person for the job?
My friend Ann was interviewed yesterday. She was so desperate to be successful that she hadn’t slept in days, deciding what to wear and what to say. She told me some of the questions she was asked; “How would you ensure the children had a healthy, balanced diet?” “What techniques would you use to manage […]
Too much information
My phone beeps to tell me I have a text message. It’s from a good friend expecting a baby, “4cm. Epidural in place” Shortly afterwards, another, “7cm. Head engaged!” I feel rather unclean, as though I’ve been privy to something I shouldn’t. I mean, we’re close, but we’re not that close. Not gynaelogically close. Think […]
Descent into madness
I can admit it now. Now that my babies fill every part of me with love, and their cries pierce my heart. Now that they are a year old, and the past is firmly in a box tied with ribbon at the back of my mind. I can admit that I didn’t love them. Labour […]