There are many moments in being a parent where you feel proud. So many times where your little one does something for the first time, or suddenly understands something they didn't before. Baby A has been amazing us daily of late. So moments of pride are coming thick and fast. If she's not saying 'crocodile', she's trying to count to 10. Or telling me how many of various things there are. And sometimes getting it right! She's learning something new every single day. So. Imagine my pride when she saw a picture at a friend's house and beaming, pointed and said 'mummy'. So cute. Followed by 'Cat Mummy'. Even cuter. 'Miaow Mummy'. Aww... ...but why was I dressed as a cat in the picture, you might ask. I wasn't. It wasn't me. My daughter somehow confused what I would look like if I were dressed up like a cat with an artists impression of an imaginary patron saint of porn. (although quite why they had that...
I'm a slightly unhinged 40-something who wonders how an earth I ended up here: Mum to three smalls, with a crazy busy life, running a business from home and still refurbishing the seemingly unending project that is our house. My partner in crime is my Hubby, known for reasons that shall not be disclosed here as Mr Big. Welcome to the chaos that is our journey.