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A science-y kind of birthday

Just a quick one about Henry’s birthday, before August is properly over and all my

parenting

This School-Mum-in-Training needs an instruction manual and some Valium

I had a huge panic attack today, when I kept seeing ‘First day of school!’

letters to my children

One thousand and ninety two

Dear Henry, Today you are three. Today has been a good day. It’s getting harder

parenting

His mother called him ‘WILD THING’

What follows: your weekly note about toddlers. I haven’t written about Henry much, lately. It’s

parenting

I am your quiet place, you are my wild

For posterity. Here is Henry. He is two-and-a-bit, and watching a ten-minute YouTube video comprised

letters to my children

This Is Where We Are: A letter to my son on Mother’s Day (2)

Having read about it here, I wanted to write about how I mother my babies day-to-day,

letters to my children

This Is Where We Are: A letter to my son on Mother’s Day (1)

Having read about it here, I wanted to write about how I mother my babies

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  • How do you love exercise? Because I do not lovehellip
  • Weve done anniversaries here birthdays here New Years Eves wherehellip
  • Each of them managed to give themselves a head bumphellip
  • Magenta as hell and not gonna take it anymore thesehellip
  • Twenty minutes I said once we got in from Fridayhellip
  • This cots held all three of our babies I amhellip
  • Well we have a broken boiler on a freezing dayhellip
  • I forgot to brush my teeth gag but we DIDhellip
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