Autumn Glow

Sam watching The Lost Boys at 11pm...one mini-Aero

I'm very conscious that many of my posts are about parenting failures, domestic disasters, motherhood challenges, and mammy-guilt. I am in danger of appearing to be a terrible mother. So for once, I'm going to write about something lovely, something that went really, really well - our mid-term break. Don't worry - we had the usual mix ...

Silver linings

Emmie deeply engrossed in "homework"

It's two months now since our nanny upped and left after just four days, with no notice and almost no notification of any kind. We were not impressed (the tears are almost visible here). She will be on the family blacklist FOREVER. I spent the following weeks worrying about work and childcare; trying to come up with ...

Online disasters & virtual friends

image credit help-desk-homor.blogspot.ie

On Monday I attempted to convert my blog to a new website. This involved googling to get code to copy somewhere deep inside the hidden vaults of the new website. Not an easy task but what's the worst that could happen? If it didn't work, I'd use that nice back arrow at the top of my ...

A beginner’s guide to birthday parties

If you are good at throwing birthday parties, this probably isn't the post for you. In fact, if you're even mildly average, feel free to click back out (really do - you will just find this patronising). If like me, your stomach churns with just a little bit of anxiety every time you think about hosting ...

last of the summer time

Autumn equinox, the country bathed in an unexpected heatwave. A day to mark summer's end with one last everything. One last ice-cream, one last outdoor lunch, one last walk on the Dun Laoghaire pier. It was the day of the All-Ireland football final, and Dublin Bay glinted in the sunlight, a deep patriotic blue. Three hungry children determined that ...

Birthday Imperfect

Birthdays. They must be perfect. Nobody ever said that that’s a rule, but it is. If you have children, you want them to remember birthdays as their best days ever, don’t you? And realistically, as a parent of small kids, how many days are likely to run smoothly enough to be considered “perfect”? I’m getting a sneaking ...

the homework club

This is how homework goes in our house: Me: Clara please can you come and start your homework Clara: (silence) Me: Please, come on, we need to get started Clara: In a minute mum Multiply this and various other responses by well, a lot, and fast forward to half an hour later, when we finally get to opening some worksheets. Me: ...

Somewhere down the lazy river

From sandals to boots overnight - summer is a goner. And we're all fine with that; as a nation we've agreed that we can't complain, because the summer was just so good this year (by nation I mean three real-life conversations plus the general consensus on Twitter)I'm thinking back on the highlights of my summer, and was ...

playground etiquette and other mysteries

"I hate the playground" said the woman as she sat back down on the low wall. "Me too" I replied, shaking my head as I plucked a squirming toddler off the top of the slide. The very nice woman had just leaped up to grab Sam, who had decided that at twenty months it is perfectly ...