The mind of a four-year-old seems to be a miraculous, if slightly terrifying, thing. Since starting school in September, Freya has amazed me with how much she has learnt. She’s like a little sponge soaking it all up. The trouble is, at night she seems to be squeezing that sponge to get the excess out.… Continue reading Reasons My Four-Year-Old Woke Last Night (Plus Tips For Coping With Sleep Deprivation).
"You're just not getting it, are you?" The man said in a tone that made it clear he was losing his patience with my obvious stupidity. Later, as I was retelling this story to Mark, he stopped me at that point and said: "That's when you went ballistic, right?" Wrong. Standing at the tills in the high… Continue reading Maths – No More Passing The Buck.
It's an age-old question. Or it would be if "age" described the 20-odd years that take us back to the 1990s when blogging began, which seems like only last week to me. Anyway, it's a question that appears to unite all bloggers at one point or another, no matter how big or small their audience. It is asked… Continue reading Why Blog?
I wrote this the week before Freya's third birthday but didn't post it. I held back partly because I didn't want to cast a shadow over her celebrations but mostly because I was worried it might seem like I didn't realise how lucky I was to give birth in a safe place to a healthy baby, which couldn't be… Continue reading Giving birth – was it the best experience I could have hoped for?
After The Rain 