Well… when the fudge did it become acceptable to be so MEAN in life? Lately there have been so many different things going on – from blogging world antics to school gate dramas – that just classify as mean. It’s…
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I remember my first experience of weaning with Reuben as clear as if it were yesterday. I was a very confident first time mum and I didn’t follow all the rules that most would. We started early because I felt…
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Let’s go back to 1992, I’ll set the scene: It’s a brisk January morning (I’m not sure if it was brisk, but I’m setting the tone and it’s January so… yeah) and it’s my third birthday. The living room is…
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“Oh Harriet, you look so lovely.” There is something about those words that can really lift a woman, you know? This past weekend I went to BritMumsLive and, despite a few let downs, I had a really lovely time meeting…
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Edith has such a thing for her hair. It’s an odd one really. Unlike the boys she ADORES her hair being played with, requests nit combing from daddy, demands I plait her hair so she can unplait it and loves…
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