It was as the remote control slapped off my knee and as I sat there feeling the throb deep in my kneecap, which would no doubt turn my knee a lovely shade of yellow and purple, I not only realised how strong a throw my four-year old has, but it also finally hit me ,pardon... Continue Reading →
For my Irish readers I hope you have enjoyed your St.Patrick's day and the bank holiday weekend. We had our bacon ribs with cabbage and spuds and all plates were licked clean. If you have never had a bacon rib then you really are missing out, my mother made these weekly when I was growing... Continue Reading →
If someone could see deep inside you they would see the rawness, They would see that behind the momentary smile, a smile where you forget for a split second , that a part of you has dimmed. They might then truly realise, that even though you don’t want there to be a new you, that... Continue Reading →
It is hard looking back now over a very short number of years that at the tender age of four and a half years the last delicate link to my babies has been broken. Granted when one of my children corrects me for calling them my baby and insists they are in fact a big... Continue Reading →
Firstly I know it has been a very long while since I have written a blog post but I have started to dip my fingers back in , primarily over on Instagram , however the dinner I made tonight had us all licking our lips so I had to share it with you. I will... Continue Reading →
This is a firm favourite in our house that we all mop up , it's pasta which we all know most kids will eat and with the basil pesto and sun-dried tomato ingredients it's adult enough for everyone around the table to be satisfied. I think the real trick here is to poach the... Continue Reading →
Lets go search for puddles to jump in. That was all the twins wanted to do recently and after spending nearly a whole hour the previous day skimming stones, well I cannot skim stones ,that skill belongs to my husband, so it was more like the three of us throwing stones into a river and... Continue Reading →
I want to be that girl on the telly, you know the one with the bicycle. You know the one who for some reason on her period wants to wear her white short shorts to go with her belly top.The tiny tops that show off her non bloated stomach as she goes go for a... Continue Reading →
Eeeekk, I am in the running in the best parenting blog category in the Boots maternity and infant awards 2018! It is a public vote and whilst I am cringing at the thoughts of asking for some votes from you all , I am hiding behind my fingers whilst doing so. I am... Continue Reading →
