Almost Perfect Parenting

I make no secret of the fact that I am a less than perfect mum. In fact, I think the reason people like to read this blog is because it makes them feel good about the way they parent. At the very least, they learn that they are not alone in their sub-par efforts. But if I’m being really honest, I should probably admit that I’m not always being really honest. There are some things that I feel more embarrassed about and therefore, less inclined to share. It is surely a sign of the clean eating times that I am less inclined to admit some of the things I allow my children to eat than I would be if my child repeated a swear word. Food is such a complex topic now. Exactly what constitutes healthy and who decides? The onslaught of information is one thing but the fact that… View Post

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My Ultimate Spa Day

Before you think this post is about me having an amazing Spa Day, alas it is not! I am 39 and I have never been on a spa day, god that sounds like a confession! This is something that I would love to change. However, being a full time stay at home mummy I can’t see that happening any time soon. It has to be said I do like to day dream, especially when the children are driving me crazy. Whether its thinking of somewhere sunny or just having a few hours to myself having a nice relaxing massage. These little pleasant thoughts are normally interrupted by a tugging on my sleeve being asked for something. When I imagine what my perfect spa day would be like. I conjure up thoughts of a nice country hotel, with not a child to be heard. On arrival I would be greeted with a lovely glass of… View Post

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Being Mummy!

The first word I hear most days is “Mummy”, followed by a tender “I love you” or “good morning” or “Can I have chocolate for breakfast?” Or in J’s case I get a I’m hungry whinge! Before my eyes are even open, before my brain has fully adjusted to the reality of no more sleep. I am reminded that before all else, I am Mummy . I have two little people depending on me to fulfil that role unquestioningly. There are days, of course, that I inwardly groan and silently beg for a break from this relentless responsibility. I don’t want to be a cook, cleaner, stylist, mentor, nurse, art teacher, entertainer and enforcer of unfair rules. When I wake up on these tired, uninspired days, I have to dig deep and remember that my children are innocent bystanders of my exhaustion. I have to be mindful always, even if it means regular visits to… View Post

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Mess Free Painting

This is a great fun, mess free painting activity. Both E and J love to paint, however J has a short attention span. He also likes to paint himself, the wall, even other people. Whilst this is fun, sometimes its nice to have a mess free painting activity. The other day we did sandwich bag painting. I know this sounds a little odd. But stay with me on this and I can guarantee it will entertain your little ones. To start with get a sandwich or zip lock bag. Then cut a piece of paper to the size of it and make sure it fits in just nicely. Then choose a few different colour paints. I recommend the Scola ready coloured paint. They are great colours and last for ages. Splodge a few dollops onto the paper, don’t skimp on the paint, the more the better. Next comes the fun bit. Putting… View Post

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Playground Behaviour

I remember my school days quite clearly, despite it being so many years ago. I have so many fond memories of school but also some not so pleasant ones. Picture it, frizzy hair, buck teeth and glasses. I was the perfect victim for a bully. The name calling became annoying, things like ‘specky four eyes’, ‘goofy’ and many others. I never really let it get to me, but it obviously did because I remember it so well. What I did notice about bullies is they were rarely alone, always with a group of mates. Almost like they were showing off to their friends. As a look at me, aren’t I ‘hard’, I am Mr/miss popular. Looking back at it all I realise that it was seldom the case, these people wanted to look great and might even believed they were so much better than me, but they wasn’t. The bullying comments… View Post

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