How are you? It’s a loaded question when you’re a new mum, and you think to yourself how much do they really want to know? In my past life I was a successful white collar worker, moving project by project up the corporate ladder. My work had allowed me to visit some remote and beautiful … More How are you really?
The baby is rocking like a crazy person and I think is it because I haven’t read to him today? It’s 6.20pm, and instead of sitting with him in the nursery I’m frantically ladling soup from the pot on the stove to the food processor. ‘Almost done baby’ I say, watching the clock. The dog creeps by, out the … More Embrace the chaos
My dog ate another dummy. She likes to eat the nipple, and tends to leave the evidence in clear view of the back door. I found this one when I went outside for a poop run. We live in London, so when I say ‘garden’ I may as well say ‘grassy verge’. I don’t know … More No lick and other new rules