The title may have led you to believe this is about little people parps; well you can take a sigh of relief as this is not the case (in all honesty I’m not really convinced that would make a great read anyway). So what do I mean by Tot Trumps? Well you may be familiar… Continue reading Tot Trumps
All I wanted was a cuddle, but instead I got a wriggling octopus with a one word Daddy Dictionary.
We've had this very posh plonk for nearly a year so it seemed wrong not to drink it on a night away from parental duties. Will it be drunk on a yacht whilst bikini clad babes and six pack toned hunks parade their assets whilst listening to the latest funky house beats from a French… Continue reading Champagne Super No Way
This week the lovely Sarah (@mamawifeyavery) from To Maternity and Beyond nominated me for a Liebster Award. Thank you Sarah 🙂 Apologies to any of my other lovely followers who have also nominated me for this already and I haven't reciprocated. The past few months have been busy ones and this has been the first opportunity I've had… Continue reading The Liebster Award
Men love boobs that no longer defy gravity and give sad fried eggs a run for their money. The bath is the holy grail - a place where no one can interrupt, nag, whinge at or bother you. A no rubber duck zone, only candles, bubbles (of the bath and prosecco type) and chilled anthems… Continue reading 10 Things Mums Wished Were True
We've all been there, the bathroom's been ignored for too long, and you can no longer stand the sight of the scum that's forming around the taps, and the bath toys which now seem to be dominating the bath. I've partly ignored mine because the thought of scrubbing round all those awkward nooks and crannies… Continue reading A Guide to Cleaning the Bathroom with a Toddler and a Baby
About two weeks ago I made an 'epic fail' and boy do I know about it. To cut a long story short I had a spray tan, then about four hours later I breastfed my son (dumb I know, but when you're on auto-pilot and have a serious case of baby brain, what can I… Continue reading Nobody’s Perfect