They say that the Wonder Years are the ages between six and twelve, I have no idea why they have that name, but suspect it's something to do with the utter wonder, delight and relief we parents experience when our children are that age. We have survived the misery of the baby and toddler in-the-trenches… Continue reading The ‘Wonder Years’
This post is inspired by two other bloggers: Ladynicci and You Baby Me Mummy who both recently wrote lists on gratitude and beauty. I think I'm meant to showcase some new products but as I have not received any freebies I'm not feeling the love need. So instead my first impulse was to write about all my… Continue reading 10 beautiful things that make me grateful.
Babies and Children could do with some Basic Improvements -IMHO. With all due respect to the wonderful way children are made, I would like to suggest a couple of improvements in their basic design. These are simply for making my life easier as a Mum. BTW I'm a professional Mum - I have 60 years… Continue reading May I suggest some Design Improvements in children?
My daughter said this: I don't want to get married (ugh) or have children but IF I ever have children I hope I only have boys. Me: Why? Her: Because girls are sooo annoying! Surprisingly my son then agreed with her: Yes, he said, boys annoy their sisters all the time. Girls just annoy their parents.… Continue reading How much do you annoy me? Let me count the ways. (and Happy Mother’s Day!)
This past week I realised that there's one major attribute that teenagers share with prison inmates. (Apart from the desire to escape the bars that are your home or their school). It’s shed a bit of light on what’s going on inside my daughter’s head. Which is helpful because, to be honest, I am struggling… Continue reading The most valuable lesson I learned in communication with my teenager this week.
Apparently head lice has reached epidemic proportions in Ireland now, not surprised quite frankly but what's been going down (or up!) in our household. Here's my tips for treatment.
“Caitlin, can I borrow your shoes lying here by the door?” “Ok Ma, but please don’t get out of the car when you drop me at the party. If my friends see you wearing my shoes I’ll just die.” “Do they go with my outfit?” Caitlin rolled her eyes, “LOL Ma, anything would go with… Continue reading In Her Shoes