Thursday Photo #83

I’ve sat down to write this post about what we’ve all been up to over the past week and I genuinely have no idea. I’ve reached that extra special kind of tired the likes of which I haven’t seen for a long time. Quite a while ago, I wrote about how my husband thought I was constantly battling an overwhelming urge to do nothing. And now, all these months later and fully aware that I am breaking the habit of a lifetime, I agree with him. But it’s not an urge to do nothing for an extended period of time…

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Tomorrow I’ll be a better mum

To my beautiful girls, You are the last thing I think about at night when I try to get some sleep. I think about all the times that day when I’ve raised my voice to you. All the times I’ve had to work when you wanted me to play. I think about how quickly you’re growing up, how much you are changing. And about the things I miss when I’m not with you. I remember the times when you’ve been trying to get my attention whilst I’ve been talking or doing something. And the times you’ve asked to paint, bake…

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Job description v Reality. Role: Mother

I worked in recruitment in various guises for several years. I always found that the more honest a company was with their job advert, the more successful they would be in finding the ideal candidate. And yet, for the toughest and most important job in the world, you never hear the truth before applying. Job description part 1 – Pregnancy: Responsibilities: Grow a small person inside you for nine months whilst taking plenty of rest. Uniform: Immaculate maternity clothing. Appearance: Blooming. Hair: Thick and healthy. Size: increasing steadily for nine months. Drawbacks: You may feel slightly nauseous first thing in…

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Are you single?

“Are you single?” Asked my two year old, as she turned on the bathroom tap.  “No.” I thought sadly. I’m about as far from single as it’s possible to be. My days of being young, free and single are firmly behind me and I am officially old, captive and taken.  But as she chattered away to me, washing her hands, playing in the water and wandering off to get herself dressed, her question sent me back to a time when the answer would have been different.  I thought about the holidays I used to have. Hopping on a last minute…

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