I'm often asked what my career is and although I'm a trained, award winning filmmaker and adore directing, the last few years have seen me become a full time blogger, a career that happened organically and is one I LOVE.
Let me start by saying I do, some of my closest, most valued friends don't have kids (and several are free and single bad-ass ladies to boot), but some ladies without babies, ones I thought would stand the test of friendship time have fallen by the wayside since little people have arrived and well, it makes me a little bit sad.
My darling little man is 4 today ( I know what you're thinking/! I look too young right?! Why thank you) Ha! But seriously now 4? 4 feels insanely grown up for a tiny little baby I had in arms, well, 4 short years ago.
My baby Alexander will be 1 next month and after hormone inducing broodiness through a lot of his first year (sure this is nature's way to help mothers bond with their babies and mostly because A is just so damn cute), I can say I no longer feel the urge to procreate (husband is no doubt wiping his brow as he reads this). You do read my blog don't you Pete? Come on, keep the stats up dude.
Yesterday my baby child turned 3! 3 whole, flipping years! It seems like yesterday I brought him home from hospital all tiny and sweet (now he asks me questions I can't answer like, "If lions can't talk, why can Raa-Raa, Mama?" Well Cbeebies, what have you got to say for yourself?
Woop Woop! Today I had a three month scan as there is most definitely a little bun in the oven: a sibling for my 2 year old. We are all very excited. On hearing the news, said 2 year old (and 2 months) stated, "Where is it? Want to see it? Cut it out".
I have a confession to make. I'm Greek (well British Greek) and up until recently I'd never given my child hummus. I know, you better sit down and sip on some brandy. It's pretty shocking stuff.
You have lofty ideals about what you will and won't do with your imaginary children. Then the reality of parenthood nappy-slaps you off that pedestal.
Things I promised my pre-baby self I'd never do:
