Today I think I’m going to break my all time world record; I’ve just discovered cold coffee number four. Out of five coffees made by me this fair morning, only one made it to my lips. Stinky nappies always come in pairs in my house, and they always come just as I’m clutching my steaming mug of caffeine and about to have five minutes on the sofa. By the time I’ve changed two boys, taken the offending items to the bin outside, stopped the boys from eating the batteries in the remote control and . . . Keep Reading
Falmouth or Fiji?
Three years ago I was getting ready to go backpacking with Hubby. Now I couldn’t fit the contents of my nappy bag into the rucksack I lived out of for seven months. On our travels we saw babies being lugged around in carriers, as their parents continued with their lives seemingly unaware they had a tiny being strapped to their front. We saw these families venture to remote Fijian islands, where there was no electricity beyond 9pm and you could see daylight through the walls in the beach . . . Keep Reading
Toddler time
Toddler time means sleep deprivation. Why is it when one twin wakes up at 5am, his brother waits until the next day to wake up at 5am. If only they could synchronise (like I’m sure twins are supposed to) and both wake up at 5am on the same day, then give me a chance to sleep in the next day. But that’s twins for you. They like to stagger things to keep you on your toes. . . . Keep Reading
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