letters to my children

One thousand, eight hundred and twenty-six

  Dear Henry, Today is your birthday, and you are five. You are asleep, finally,

letters to my children

A letter for three (for Teddy)

Dear Teddy, Today is your birthday, and you are three. You have just gone to

crafty business

‘Stop talking with your mouth. Smile with your mouth’ (and more things I said during Father’s Day photos)

Ah, June. Where skies are clear (lol) and evenings are lazy (wut) and summer feels

parenting

Angry mummy: everything’s not lost

This is the third post I’ve written about trying not to be a short-fuse parent.

parenting

We interrupt our regularly scheduled programming to tell you this: it’s going to get better

If you are really struggling with tiny ones right now, please know this. I know

parenting

I can’t write anything about potty-training you haven’t heard before

I mean, let’s be real. I am teaching a small human to direct his waste

parenting

It’s alright, don’t worry: I’m just going through a phase

I’m here! (This is me breaking the log-jam that is two weeks without writing a

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