So you didn’t get your first choice primary school? 3 years ago I was in the same position and here is how I made our appeal. We had requested our closest school and given the reason as my medical condition. I suffer from Crohn’s and have to have a lot of operations and hospital appointments. When we filled out the form I made it clear why we were applying for the place. Prior to our application I spoke to the school in question to and was advised to get a letter from my surgeon confirming why I was requesting the place. Not only that butRead More →

How we progressed from a balance bike to stabilisers #bike #balancebike #toddlebike #stabiliser #stabilizers

We’ve recently been teaching our 6-year-old to ride a bike. What with all my operations, babies and so on we never got round to it before. We did get him a balance bike and it came out once or twice. We took him to a local car park (on a Sunday when it was shut – we’re not mad!) but we didn’t persevere. This is a shame as I think he would have benefited from learning earlier and how cute does he look? He currently has one with stabilisers. The other Sunday we decided to give it a go on the road outside our houseRead More →

#scbu #nicu #baby #toddler

This time in 2016 I was a fat waddling mess. You, my son, were two weeks late and I had had enough. I went into hospital to be induced only to find you were in distress and hours later you were born into the world, dragged through the sunroof to the voice of Freddie Mercury and the sound of Queen. He gave you your middle name. It seemed apt. You had the cord wrapped around your neck. You weren’t breathing and you were resuscitated and whisked away to SCBU while I was being stitched back together. There was talk of brain damage and moving youRead More →

#singlemomsrock #mum #mom #singleparent #singlemom #momlife #grandparent

Although I am not one I was raised by a single parent. Single parents come in many guises, men, women, straight, gay, they work, they don’t, they have one child, they have many. Some single parents have an ex partner that helps shoulder the load of childcare whilst others are, well, absent. My Father cluttered off when I was seven and I stopped seeing him altogether at around 9 or 10. This is for my mum and all the other single parents (yes, this is for the dads too) that rock the hell out of it! I see you, single parent, wiping tears, noses andRead More →

#shnooks, #series2, #candyscented

I’m very fond of these little Shnooks creatures, Big L reviewed the original Zuru Shnooks last year and since then it comes out fairly often, its fuzzy hair usually tickling Little Ls chin. Although they are appropriate for age 3 and upwards (likely due to the smaller accessories I would imagine), when you have a nearly 7-year-old and an almost 2-year-old age limits on toys tend to go out of the window, well they do in my house anyway. This time 3 turned up which resulted in much excitement! They are almost completely flat in cardboard packaging contained in a plastic “bubble” hence the tagline “fromRead More →

This week is Anti Bullying Week. How do I know this? Because Little L (aged 6 and a half) has come home with dreams of joining the “Anti-Bullying Alliance” (it might not actually be called that but you get the gist). He is so determined to stand up to bullies and stand up for those who are being bullied it makes my heart swell with pride (and worry me a little but there you go). The slogan for Anti Bullying Week is “All Different, All Equal” which is just fabulous in my humble opinion I was bullied at school. I was called names for aRead More →

  I clearly was never meant to have the calm, natural water birth I had planned both times. The birth of both my babies went royally tits up and both ended up in SCBU. Both had the cord around their neck.  How’s your luck? Big L was slightly less dramatic (although it didn’t seem so at the time). His was a natural birth with gas and air. I’ll try to keep this brief, try to bear with me. Big L  was almost 2 weeks overdue and I was supposed to be induced but I hadn’t felt him for a while so I went into hospital.Read More →

Why I hate mornings!! One day Big L may read this (sooner rather than later at the rate he’s learning to read) and so, my Darling, I have to tell you that I love you very much but by heck you drive me fucking insane in the mornings. Now I’m not a morning person. I find it difficult to get out of bed at the best of times.  Add to the mix making Daddy’s sandwiches (it’s cheese and ham daily but that’s all I can manage),  Big L’s breakfast and almost force feeding Big L said breakfast. “But,  Sweetheart. You asked for honey sandwiches” “I saidRead More →

So. Here it is. My first blog post. And it is about something entirely relevant to me at the moment, kids parties. I’ve been umming and ahhing about writing a blog for a while. Despite appearances, I’m quite shy, but I also like to vent and I’m pretty opinionated – although I do value other people’s opinions and take them on board (at least I pretend to. I smile and nod and mutter “twat” quietly to myself). So. Let’s kick off with my first post. It’s my first born’s 5th birthday soon and we are having a joint party for him with his friend. InRead More →