As many of you know I stammer, as does my partner and three of our kids. This is not headline news, but the fact that it still seems to be ok for people to laugh or imitate us is. Just this week I attended a medical appointment and as I stammered on my date of … Continue reading Expectations…
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Reality Strikes…
This time last year I was in Bulgaria. Facebook Moments has told me so. Today I am working from home after a rubbish nights sleep as my 3 year old woke up at 4.30am hearing the wind and rain and my other half snores like a freight train and gets up at 5.30am for an … Continue reading Reality Strikes…
Freedom!
Going back now about 6 or maybe even 7 years I took a leap and attended my first British Stammering Association conference. Now you might think that this does not sound like a bundle of laughs. You may think that even it will be a sombre affair where lots of troubled souls gather together to … Continue reading Freedom!
Brothers
Bringing up two boys of my own and spending time with my partner's two boys is a lovely way to see the brotherly bonds that kick in and grow, if connected by blood or not. When I fell pregnant with Kieran, Adam was 15 and completely horrified. It was awful, he simply did not … Continue reading Brothers
Pack Your Bags!!
Even though my bulbs have had more ice than sunshine this year so far to raise their heads, and that we seen more snow this year so far than normal I have found myself walking around the clothes stores taking in the holiday clothes and looking at the kids cute swimming shorts rather than the … Continue reading Pack Your Bags!!
Hitting Where It Hurts….
I was never a 'Sports Mum', one of those ones that had to get up at 7am on a Saturday to stand by the football pitch or rugby field in minus five to watch my little cherub play for his school team or local town. My boy was an outdoors kid, loved our weekend camping … Continue reading Hitting Where It Hurts….
Finding Gold.
When you are about to return to work after having a baby the search for childcare can be one of the most daunting experiences. Do you go nursery or childminder? Do you try somewhere close to home or work? Do you get a minder to look after your little one in your own home or … Continue reading Finding Gold.
Winning!
Just a quick one today to yell YES!!! Today I am winning. Today I am conquering my little Everests. I set off with Kieran first thing to the childminder, he is off on a trip to the farm today so to make it to her house about 150m away with his pants still dry … Continue reading Winning!
Who Do We Think We Are??
Tonight I 'spoke' online to a young girl who was going to court to object to her child being adopted. Her child was taken from her for a variety of reasons, none of which to me seem justified, especially when I look not too far from my own door. Social Services swooped in and have decided. … Continue reading Who Do We Think We Are??
The Little Things.
There is something to be said for lying in bed at midnight, with a glass of sauvignon blanc, a bag of Mini Eggs playing Candy Crush. In fact at that minute it really doesn’t get much better. The other day my eldest checks his passport to find out its expired. We go on holiday in … Continue reading The Little Things.
Mum-atron At Work 