It’s 1.58am. I have now been awake with Edith for over an hour in a little something I like to call the “mummy-I-know-you’re-there-and-won’t-sleep” initiative. Yesterday I was at a conference all day, I set off at 7am and didn’t get…
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Last week a certain little Miss Edith Rose sprained her ankle. Yup, calling that a big fat parenting fail that my 14 month old managed to sprain her ankle, but it was just one of those things. We visited Tropical…
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I have debated this with loads of friends of mine, and even my own husband – its a topic that bugs me big time. I used to be an instructor in the martial arts industry and after watching countless parents berate…
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Hooray for Spring! All of a sudden it seems to be warmer, brighter and just downright lovely. Which is great and all but it has led to one big fat disagreement in our house over: Hair. Yup. Specifically the boy’s…
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“I don’t want that one, I want my teddies!!” Toby has just spent 25 minutes screaming and whining because I told him he could only bring one dinosaur with him in the car for our shop to the store. Sorry…
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