We always tend to be busy doing fun things. Things that the girls want to do. Sport, days out, music and a plethora of other things. But sometimes we end up so busy that it stops being enjoyable, for me at least. Too much of a good thing We spent Saturday at a lovely little…
I’ve realised that my one weekend off this year was a massive mistake. Not only have I ended up totally behind with work but the break seems to have zapped all my motivation. So much for getting my head down and catching up. Tantrums For the past 18 months, Libby has been a bit of…
Last weekend, I pretty much had the weekend off. I really can’t remember the last time I did that. But it was brilliant, and I intend to make a habit of it. Not every weekend, but occasionally. Social media was still there when I turned the computer back on. I had more emails than usual…
My husband and I are very different people. I’m quiet and antisocial. He is loud and sociable. And sometimes, I am starkly reminded that Libby is her father’s daughter. Over the past couple of weeks, it has been particularly obvious. How long is a birthday? My husband’s 40th birthday fell just a couple of years after…
My eldest daughter is a little whirlwind of energy. The confident, adventurous trailblazer that all firstborns are. But does it come at a price? Because at every activity, day out, sports event and party there is a little figure two steps behind her, trying to keep up. The trouble with being the second child The…
It seems like so much longer than a week ago that we were on holiday in the sunshine. Whilst I’m missing chilled out days strolling by the coast and sitting around a campfire, it’s actually a relief to get back into a routine. The holiday comedown Last week was just the break we all needed….