We've all been there right, told those little white lies or chucked those flipping loud toys, to well simply SURVIVE this crazy thing called parenthood!
I love my kids, I really do but loom bands. loom bands I hate, especially littered in technicolour pieces all over our lounge, swirling in the bath (really) and spinning round my washing machine.
So I binned them.
I took a deep breath and bid them goodbye. Each and every rubbery loop.
Over on my style blog Mummy's Got Style, it's #Fashionfriday, a linky for all you fashionistas where you can add style posts of you and your kids or fashion wish-lists. All style related posts are welcome- new, archived and as many posts as you like! Everybody's welcome too of course!
After the overwhelming response to my post My Career as a Professional Blogger, I want to share more tips and advice and will do regularly on my blog right here.
So tonight as I cut my eldest, Oliver's hair (he's currently hairdresser-phobic) I realised that as parents we seem to take on many, MANY roles or jobs from wannabee Nicky Clarke's (more like Edward Scissorhands in my case although Oliver's locks are still long enough to pass for an American kid in a Gap advert-phew) to full time therapists for our kids and more...
So last night I mentioned on social media that I often feel I'm just playing Mummies and Daddies, that I look at my cute kids then question whose they are-you see deep down I still feel 16. OK make that 18. Thankfully from the response I got online, it seems I'm not alone...
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.
Hey lovely readers,
just a little message to say a HUGE BIG thank you to every one of you who takes the time to read my blog and comment on my posts, it really means so much to me! Mwah and mwah! (I'm continental so both cheeks!)
As well as being a blogger and founder of this here blog, I'm also an award-winning filmmaker and mother of two. I'm honoured to be taking part in the Mamas & Papas' Urbo campaign alongside Edith Bowman, Charlie Condou and Cherry Healy, giving an account of life as a working parent and my views on celebrating modern parenting.
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 pondered as to whether I should write this or not. What happened yesterday was pretty upsetting. Ultimately I concluded it was for the best to write it down. Might help another mother who takes her eyes off her child for one split milisecond.
Happy Valentine's Day all!
...Since a new man entered my life that cold January two years ago, my heart belongs to him. I still gave my husband Peter a pretty card I made, including the heartfelt words of, "You're the best husband in the world and would be nearly perfect if you managed to put your dirty socks in the wash basket" scribbled lovingly inside.
