Alternate title: I think I ate too much cake whilst pregnant. I haven’t really spoken about body changes and weight fluctuations in this space before. But now seems as good a time as any to [...]
this is a sponsored post I feel like it’s rude to even mention it but I’m going to go ahead and let you in on a little secret: I’ve already starting my Christmas shopping. [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: a rare moment of quiet reading before we head out for the day – ISO1000, f2.8, 1/320 Percy: sitting on [...]
Last week I was lamenting about the fact that I had nothing to write about when I realised that it was simply a seasonal lull; an annual occasion that forces me to sit back, be ok with said [...]
this is a sponsored post As I near the end of the witching hour(s) each night, I look forward to dressing the children in their pyjamas and tucking them into bed with a hot water bottle and a [...]
Thankfully not all at once. Poet is 4! On Saturday afternoon we had a little celebration with the family; tea, cake presents (all wrapped in pink) and lots of chatter and dancing. Apparently all [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: a birthday celebration with our family, bursting with happiness. Percy: with his auntie [...]
The first step to making a lunch that will actually be eaten? Get a lunchbox that’s ideal for little hands. In celebration of Plastic Free July and with a new school term upon us, I thought [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Poet: her last week as a three-year-old…messy pigtails, scuffed boots, sweetness and mischief and all the [...]
I write this from bed where Percy lays beside me, purring. I’ve just replied to a few emails, albeit one week late because time is precious and so much has to happen before I can sit down [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015.” Photos by Lamb & Fox who visited for tea and cake a few days ago. She’s a brilliant photographer and I always [...]
I didn’t know whether to trust those cliches, the one’s about the troublesome middle child. Surely they were folklore? Surely they can’t apply to every family? I’m here to [...]
