An early wake up 

As I sit up with my girl So early in the morning Looking down upon her There can be no kind of scorning It’s not done on purpose Not to wreck my day She simply doesn’t realise That it’s not time to play I won’t complain It goes so fast As it did with her […]

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Not just a parent

As much as I LOVE my little beauties, tonight I got to leave the house for only the second time this year with none of the following things… children nappies baby wipes Sophie le giraffe Bibs Anbesol Anything else I’ve forgotten. No one needed me. No one was touching me. I got to be an […]

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It’ll be a long day ??

This morning we were up, dressed, walked to nursery to drop Nina off and home by 08:20 despite Ninas fucking constant swapping between wanting to go on the ‘skateboard’ (buggy board) and wanting to push her pram ?? First load of washing is on the line, second load is on. Ninas room is gutted and […]

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First vs second

It’s so true what ‘they say’ – as I sat talking to my lovely friends this morning (all amazing mummies) I realised how different I am this time around. First: – we bought all the things and decorated the nursery before she was born – sodding pointless – all of it, as she was in her […]

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A touchy kind of day

This morning I gave Nina her breakfast (a bowl of cocoa pops) and she accidentally threw the whole sodding lot on the floor for me to clean up – while she laughed in my face. I’m still not allowed out of her sight. Literally. She cries if I leave the room – even to go […]

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Plopping

So it turns out that ‘plopping’ is an Internet piss take for gullible twats like me that are after a quick, easy fix as we’re lazy bastards that can’t be arsed by the time the kids give us five minutes. I’ll have to actually run my straighteners over this frizzy mess – more effort than […]

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It was raining this morning so We went to soft play (the bottom of hell) to let Nina burn some energy.  I’d planned to have some cheeky chips but couldn’t as the fryer was knackered – gutted. Coffee and quavers didn’t quite cut it.  Bobbi had a long nap so I ran around in the […]

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