It’s all coming back to me now

11pm. I'm sat in bed next to a baby I will need to wake up soon, eating a boat-sized slice of buttered toast. I don't know of any diet that recommends toast after 10pm, but I am trying to look after myself. And sometimes that looks like going to bed at 8.30, so I get … Continue reading It’s all coming back to me now

Now take a deep breath

Teddy disappears as soon as we're through the doctor's door. I keep half an eye on his white-blonde head, bobbing around the pharmacy shelves, while I sign the form and pick up my latest flavour of tablets (this week: iron! For extra energy and black poo!). They'll go on the shelf with the daily aspirin, … Continue reading Now take a deep breath

Notes from the Trenches: 9

One of my favourite things about these Notes from the Trenches posts - aside from the fact that I think a good bit of unfiltered honesty makes all of us feel a little less insane - is that when I look through my last six months of frantic text messages, I can see how much … Continue reading Notes from the Trenches: 9

October, you beauty

Hello. Here I am, which is unusual enough, because whenever I have a spare hour and have to decide between Lying Still or Anything Else, the Lying Still tends to win. It's frustrating having to slow down, especially now the sickness has gone (whee!). I like to get on. I keep having to remember not … Continue reading October, you beauty

Notes from the Trenches: 8

Do you know what? My Instagram lies. Well, not totally, not properly...the same way Facebook isn't properly evading corporation tax and I didn't entirely eat an jumbo-bag of Mini Eggs whilst gawping at Tom Hiddlestone on the TV last night. It's just that my Instagram feed shows our best bits, and when it includes our … Continue reading Notes from the Trenches: 8

Seven little things that have made my life better in 2016

  I've been spending my nights mostly not asleep this week. I've had a couple of imagine-all-the-horrible-ways-you-could-lose-your-children sessions (MOTHERHOOD, THE BEST) and then last night, somewhat more prosaically, I spent hours seized up with fear about not having put the bin out. I dunno what's causing it. It's new to me. Brains are great, sometimes. … Continue reading Seven little things that have made my life better in 2016

Two time-stoppers

(i) I am walking to school. Pushing the pushchair with two hefty toddlers in it, wellies mud-streaked, balancing H's scooter over the top with a spare finger, sweaty enough to make me feel like this is exercise. It's one of my favourite things to do. The light is grey as steel, but the woods look … Continue reading Two time-stoppers

What January has to say for itself

Hello lovers. Let's go rambling. I make a point of not getting on with anything until T falls asleep. At the moment that means I slump over Twitter exhaustedly and with shoes on, for nearly an hour. He got used to Audible Fun Stuff going on after his bedtime over Christmas, so he likes to … Continue reading What January has to say for itself

What it’s like

Maybe there's something about having a houseful of people in their twenties, long before they start thinking about kids, that makes you concentrate on all the things you can't do now you have children. (Like staying in bed beyond 7am. Like popping out to the cinema spontaneously. Like, I don't know, eating a meal and … Continue reading What it’s like

When motherhood means impersonating furniture

Our heating chugs into life at 5.30am. The whole house groans and shifts, boiling water trickling into radiators and pushing out hisses of warm air. Getting ready for us all to wake up with our alarms an hour later, even though in this darkest winter month the sun won't rise until nearly eight o' clock. … Continue reading When motherhood means impersonating furniture