Parenting Two, One Week On

Where do I begin? For starters, it turns out that kids are all different. You’d think this wouldn’t be much of a revelation being 1 of 6 myself but I certainly underestimated how much Isabel and Oliver would differ even at this stage. Little things like how they bring their wind up (Isabel didn’t, and… read more →

I Love Days Like This

Sunshine, cuddles, laughter (“cow poo!”), unsupervised paint creativity (multi-coloured toddler), shared ice cream, good food, gardening, splashing in the puddle bath (paddling pool), and a voluntary bed time at 6:45 that took less than 15 minutes. I especially liked that last part.… read more →

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Potty ‘Training’ Update

Can it really be called potty ‘training’ if there’s no actual training? Or maybe the training part refers to Isabel training me into the next stage of parenting… I certainly feel like the past month has been the most confusing in the 2.5 years since Izz was born. Do we go straight to real pants… read more →

Queen of the Potty

Isabel has shown a vague interest in the potty on and off for… oh, ages. We had a potty around the house from quite early on, both to normalise the whole peeing-in-a-pot thing and because when she was still actively stool withholding I needed something to squat her over. Anyway, as her interest increased I… read more →

The Daycare Dilemma

By which I obviously mean nursery, but that doesn’t sound as alliteration-y. All being well, I finish work to start my maternity leave for beansprout on the 24th May. The first week or so is holiday allowance, weekends and bank holiday which should tide me over until 6th June (unless I give birth before then,… read more →

What a bloody morning

Had only been in work 5 minutes when Karl calls to say that Isabel has been sick and nursery want us to pick her up. Spend 20 minutes trying to get hold of a) my boss, b) a client I was supposed to meeting at 10:30, c) Karl to arrange for me to go home… read more →

Toddler Tantrums & the Terrible Twos

Karl has been telling people with great glee how the supposed ‘terrible twos’ had obviously skipped over us. Unfortunately, I think the great god of toddler tantrums has been listening and has decided to smite us with a great big shitty stick because our cute little well behaved (albeit mischevious) Isabel has suddenly turned into… read more →

Every morning

Isabel: More sugar puffs please Me: Are you sure you want more sugar puffs? Isabel: yeh Me: Was that a yes? Isabel: YESSSS Me: OK, of course you can have more {gives the cereal} Isabel: no like it, want weetabix… read more →