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
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!!
At Easter we made our first cross country trip! West to East! With my other half having to work it was just myself, my best friend and my two year old. On the way to our caravan park at Kessingland Beach, near Lowestoft, we noticed signs for a place called Africa Alive! Being from Northern Ireland our animal trips … Continue reading Africa Alive! A little taste of safari, perfect for our little people!
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.
Becoming a step parent is probably one of the most difficult experiences you can have. When I first moved to England I lived with my partner Pete. He has his two kids every other weekend and on a Tuesday night. Due to his work I had started to do school pickups and drop offs and … Continue reading Other People’s Kids.
Family. Its a complicated lot. I am the only girl with three brothers. It could be worse, but it is only now we are all older do we really know each other. Now for the weepy bit. My mum died back in 1981, I was just turned eight years old. My older two brothers were … Continue reading #MOORESONTOUR