When my friend Emma first asked me if I fancied a (free) night away at a posh hotel in London my immediate thought was...sleep! I then told myself off. It's London, for goodness sake, sleep should be the last thing on my mind. In my defence, I haven't had an uninterrupted night since Freya was … Continue reading My Sunday Photo – Featuring London.
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).
I longed for this day. During that first year when, on top of the huge changes that motherhood brings, the reflux, intolerances and sheer exhaustion of never sleeping in more than 10 minute snatches brought me to my knees, I thought 'One day I will get me back, when she goes to school.' What I … Continue reading What I realised about Freya starting school (it’s not you, it’s me).
"And when I turned to look, Freya was trying to wash her hands in the bidet," I laughed, as I explained what happened to my mum on the phone. That wasn't even the worst part. My goodness, what a weekend. My brother, sister-in-law and nephew came over from America (on a ship) and were staying … Continue reading The One Where Freya And I Share The Honeymoon Suite (A Weekend Adventure In Felixstowe).