Not such a welcome surprise

If there are two words that I hate hearing more than anything in this world it's the words “surprise eggs” coming out of the twins mouths. Have you ever seen soon to be three-year olds tantrums when you won’t give them your phone so they can watch random strangers, way older than I thought the... Continue Reading →

When did our youth get so old…

Let me start by saying the fact that I am still a little bit wobbly in the tummy area a few years post twins and I’m facing a penultimate birthday in January may bear a little influence in how I am feeling as of late. I feel a little delicate about my ageing self however there is... Continue Reading →

Guilt, be gone!

Snot, tears pouring down cheeks, red glassy eyes all before 830am and that was just me not to mind my little man, who I had just left in the crèche in an absolute heap. I ran to the car my chest physically paining me wondering how I was going to transform into work mode a... Continue Reading →

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