Have you ever noticed that there are certain bits of knowledge that are presumed to magically arrive with the birth of your first child? You know. There is the mum wisdom that you will have acquired or at least you must pretend that you have. I’d like today, Feminist Friday, to address these issues. If […]
No regrets on Mother’s Day… or any day
286/365 The longer you’re a mum, the less you know about it
Do you remember how it all seemed so simple, this parenting lark? No. Me neither. Although somehow I keep expecting it to be some kind of learning curve, that there would be progress – a body of knowledge, perhaps even some wisdom, the inner voice of experience. Perhaps, even, arriving in a state of know-what-I’m-doing […]
Once upon a time, mummy was a person too
My favourite things about being a mum
Sneaking up on them… I do love Mother’s Day with the whispered plans and milky tea served with cuddles and hand-made cards. And the fact that I must make myself take the day off, all day, right up until the point when I realise there are no flat clothes for tomorrow.*However, motherhood has brought other […]