Love at first sight

Marina di Venezia - Office Mum

The voice in my ear gives me the go ahead – I’ve completed my self-imposed time running on roads and forest paths, now Runkeeper says I can go onto the beach. I turn and run towards the gate. “Buongiorno,” says the security guard. “Buongiorno,” I reply, in my Irish accent. I keep my Italian accent for ...

A Manic Year Over

Autumn leaves - office mum

Date: September 1st 2015 Mood: Wild elation Source of mood: Three kids in school and preschool for the first time, meaning I could start working mornings instead of only nights. Guilt levels about feelings of elation: Surprisingly mild. Date: September 5th 2015 Mood: Spirit utterly broken Source of mood: Realisation that 45 car journeys a week might just kill me Guilt levels ...

Holding the Babies

St Jean de Monts - Office Mum

Twenty-eight years ago this month, my parents drove to France for the first time, with four of us rattling around in the back-seat. We got lost (how did anyone not get lost before sat nav) and by the time we arrived at our campsite in St Jean de Monts, the gates were locked and the reception ...

Coming up for air next week, since 1998

Preschooler - Office Mum

June is mad. So says everyone. Teacher presents and end-of-term nights out and inductions for junior infants. Sports tournaments and school summer fairs - and barbecues every time it stops raining for more than six hours. I woke up this Monday morning and let out a long breath - another manic weekend done, and finally time to ...

The Playing Field

My little footballer - office mum

When my third child was born, and when unlike his sisters, he was not a girl, great plans were immediately afoot (pardon the pun) to turn him into a footballer. You see my husband has been playing football since before he could walk, and after all the many, many girl babies we'd had (two) it seemed ...

Objects of Me

lap top - office mum

What objects define you? That's the question asked by Maud on Awfully Chipper recently, and her story of her mother's gold watch hooked me in. My mum had a gold watch with a clasp too, and though I haven't thought of it for years, when I read Maud's post, the memory came back as clear as ever, and ...

The Half-hour

Instagram - Office Mum

I pressed the button on the kettle, and clicked into Facebook. Sucky-sucky time-sucker lovely Facebook. But it's OK - according to my own personal virtual rulebook, I'm allowed to scroll through my phone while waiting for the kettle to boil. Especially when just back from an internet-free day out with the kids. My husband was out on ...

Love Letter to an Irish Summer

ice cream at home - office mum

White faces because Factor 50 never quite rubs in. Short-sleeves on the school run. Homework in the garden. Lunch in the garden. Dinner in the garden. A tidy kitchen because we've almost entirely relocated to the garden. Ice-cream every day - and twice on Sunday. There's nothing quite like the drop-everything wonder of an Irish summer. The summer ...