To the brand-new mother of two: embrace the chaos. Feel excellent about your pyjamas. This is all going to be fine.

To the brand-new mother of two, Hello! Are you up and about today? Does your head feel like it's above water? It's ok if not. It's ok if not. Listen, you probably don't know which end is up at the minute. You are used to being one half of a double act with your first … Continue reading To the brand-new mother of two: embrace the chaos. Feel excellent about your pyjamas. This is all going to be fine.

The bottle-thrower in my head

The other day I was hayfevered up to the max, and found myself in a quandary. Oh gosh, Thursday, I texted Tim in the morning. If we go out the pollen will kill me, and if we stay in the boys will. I mean, what is a girl to do? When I just had Henry, … Continue reading The bottle-thrower in my head

Pregnancy crib-notes: some things I wish I’d known about two

'How are you doing with those two boys?' people ask. The answer is: 'Today I am awake. So today is good'. Do you remember those guest posts I published back at the beginning of July, with people giving advice about moving from one to two children? I loved them. I still read them now, since … Continue reading Pregnancy crib-notes: some things I wish I’d known about two

Open your hands

We were five days into this two-baby experiment, and something felt off. Of course, it was unbearably hot, I hadn't slept for longer than two hours all week, and I was hurting everywhere, so there was plenty of off to go around. But this was something else. Tim put Henry to bed and Henry got … Continue reading Open your hands

Text messages from the first day I flew solo

It took me half an hour to assemble the double pushchair - while stopping Hen from jollying off down the road and running up and down the stairs to check on Edward (seriously, how is this done?). And the health visitor stayed for an hour, and Henry took his nap in the pushchair, which meant … Continue reading Text messages from the first day I flew solo