All my glorious triumphs in motherhood and some minor hiccups…
Oh so many things that I want to write about. I am a little mess of emotions. But I probably won’t write about them because, because, because… Love. Love is one of the things that has been high on my mind. As I lie next to my Bibble Bot, if and when I am called … [Read more…]
U is for Unbreakable. I only mention it because we aren’t are we? In fact the older we get the more breakable we become. If we are lucky, most of us sail through youth wrapped in an invincibility cloak like Harry Potter on ecstasy. This cloak allows us to make ill-advised trips to Kashmir, stay … [Read more…]
P is for Paint. Painting. Painter. Painting it however you like. I am not great on the arts and crafts front with Bibsey. She always gets to do lots of stuff like that with the childminder and I don’t like the extra mess you see. There is only so much room for mess in this … [Read more…]
H is for Happiness. And I make no apology for the fact that H was for Happiness on this day last year. Bibsey sometimes comes to find me in the kitchen, where I will be slaving away over my laptop and stove, just for a hug. I won’ t lie to you. This makes me … [Read more…]
G is for Great Expectations. Hmm. Anyone who knows me of old will be aware that I have made great strides in the cooking department. However, those same people might also raise an eyebrow at the thought of me catering for about 20+ people. Expectations of my culinary efforts in the past have been modest. … [Read more…]
