I’ve been a parent for all of twenty-three months, so I don’t ever profess to being a pro in this business. Who is? Parenting is all down to experience. My daughter could be fifteen years old and I still wouldn’t think I was a professional. I think we look to anyone with a child older … Continue reading It’s All About You..!
As much as I love this song by Bruno Mars, I don’t agree with it. I actually don’t want to be a millionaire. Why would I? Buy all the things I never had? – like what exactly? A size 10 body and feminine feet? Be on the cover of Forbes magazine? – why? So I … Continue reading ‘I wanna be a millionaire, so freakin’ bad’ – or do I?
Six months ago, in the midst of new-mum-hood, I was in a pit of despair. Why had I done this? What does it want from me? Was it too late to send it back (not necessarily the way it came)? This tiny creature was so vulnerable and dependent on me who needed to keep it … Continue reading Where Is The Love?