Earlier this week, I posted a picture on instagram and posited a question to parents that I’m willing to bet almost never, ever get’s asked, “How are YOU settling into school?” It may seem like a daft question to ask after all, school’s not about us, but trust me, it’s an important question and one we should be asking more. Continue reading
You may or may not have noticed that I came under fire this week for leaving my 2 year old and 4 year old in the car for 5 minutes while I ran into the supermarket to pick up some water. It would have been 4 minutes and 15 seconds if I hadn’t stopped to eat a bag of Malteser’s first. I was hungry and frankly, I didn’t want to share them. It was only a small bag after all. The majority of responses were supportive and took it in the manner in which it was intended: humorously. On the flip side, there were a number of people who thought I was ‘abhorrent’, a ‘bitch of a mother’ and one even reported my post and said she’d called social services. Continue reading
Good news. The sisterhood is booming. There’s less and less competition and more and more acceptance and support. This warms my cockles and gives me warm fuzzy feelings in my tummy. Unfortunately, our goodwill is not stretching far enough. Some mamas are leaving our boy-shaped partners out in the cold and being, well, douchebags.
Last night, I was sipping Prosecco and chatting with girlfriends (it’s where I do my very best thinking) and one them said something that made my control-freak, cray-cray, momma ears perk right up.
‘Sometimes, I just think we should relax and do it like the dads.’
This week is a big work week for me. My husband is a couple of weeks away from being away until September and so, in the interests of necessity, I blocked off most of this work to get as much of my work done as possible before I enter a (terrifyingly) long period of tour-widowdhood.
But, here’s the thing: I feel really guilty about it. Continue reading