A plague on both your houses…

…or in this case, just the one. A few weeks ago it dawned on me that now there are four separate people in our household, the chance of at least one of us being ill at any given moment has increased exponentially. The reality is that chronic sleep deprivation...

I just can’t do it anymore

Seven years ago I received an email from the mother of an ex-student. In carefully crafted sentences that I read many times over, she thanked me for teaching her son that hard work, commitment and encouragement could go a long way towards success. I regret not keeping...

This internet thing is definitely weird, but is it good?

This week, the “husband” sent me a picture of myself on Google Maps. Weird. He saw it because he likes to look at how our road has changed in the time we have lived here (also weird) and it seems that anyone who is looking at our road now sees me. I am pushing the...

An A-Z of holidaying without your smalls

Nooo, not those smalls, although to be fair I imagine holidaying entirely without pants could be remarkably liberating. I’m talking about jetting off without the small people you created. Just you, and maybe the person you made them with, or someone else for that...

The parent’s guide to surviving waking-in-the-night

It’s really not a very catchy title but the truth is you’ve got to be one lucky mother-punting parent to not need to survive this shizzle at some point or another in the first few years. (There will be people reading this who think that their child is a champion...