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Holding down friendships and raising children.

This is mainly one for my friends without children.. Oh my god do I adore you guys, you remind me what life is like without toddlers dangling from your limbs. The adult conversation that stems is simply bliss, no poop, no sticky finger prints on their clothes. Just everything about being around them makes me… Continue reading Holding down friendships and raising children.

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In my spare time I like to drink coffee out of a cardboard cup and listen to Radio 1.

‘Spare time’ As a mother isn’t all time,  just allocated time? I’m serious here, I know we’ve all got our own individual little routines.. But any free time is usually filled with some kind of errand or chore isn’t it? Cause if you’ve ever been shopping child free.. You’ll agree it’s a life changing and… Continue reading In my spare time I like to drink coffee out of a cardboard cup and listen to Radio 1.

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I’m the anti wrinkled, pore refined… 24 year old.

I found myself in a strange situation earlier…  I decided to go to asda to purchase Ruby’s food for her birthday party. However, I became absolutely outraged by the prices compared to lidl… so had a sudden change of heart. So anyway, I fancied a mooch… Then somehow I ended up down the ‘skincare’ aisle..… Continue reading I’m the anti wrinkled, pore refined… 24 year old.

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A letter to you and a letter to me, I wish you could see what I can see.

I face guilt on a daily basis.  Guilt that I do not do enough to stimulate my children.  That perhaps I’ve made the wrong choices for them. Maybe they would be happier,  if I did things differently.. If I were more organised and more enthusiastic about motherhood. I’m sure these thoughts go through every mother’s… Continue reading A letter to you and a letter to me, I wish you could see what I can see.

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Do re mi fa so….. f#cking exhausted.

Let’s start at the very beginning,  the very best place to start.  When you read you begin with ‘A, be, see’ When you birth you begin with. ‘Woah fuck me’ Sorry,  I just mentally broke out into song… Where was I going with this… Ah yes. Exhaustion. The kind of exhaustion that you get when… Continue reading Do re mi fa so….. f#cking exhausted.