Of all the celebration days during the year, Valentine's Day is arguably one of the most commercialized; one of the more makey-uppy ones. Although not as makey-uppy as yesterday's "Get a Different Name Day" which coincided with "Madly in Love with Me Day" (what, you mean you missed both of those?). At least Valentine's Day ...
Two weeks ago, Sam tried to climb out of the cot, so we ordered a bed. The bed quickly became the touchstone for all our dreams of finally getting some sleep. We had only seen it in a picture on the internet but nevertheless, we pinned our hopes on this bed; It attained god-like status, with ...
Today's newspaper was already on the mat when I arrived home last night, or rather this morning, just after 3am. I felt a surge of The Fear when I saw it there, reminiscent of the feeling I used to get fifteen years ago, arriving home from impromptu Wednesday beers and realising that there weren't a ...
So. Baby. It's time to chat. Well, you're not a baby, and that's sort of the point. You're two years, one month and one week old, and it's two years, one month and one week since I last had proper sleep. Yes, yes, I know there was that month before Christmas - believe me, I think ...
"Take the path of least resistance" was the wise advice from Fiona Kennedy in this week's blog interview. This is certainly the path we took in our house this morning, which is how the two-year-old ended up in our bed at 5.15am watching Mickey Mouse on YouTube. If I'd had chocolate to hand, he'd have had ...
"So how was school today, any news?" I asked, as I turned the key in the ignition. "Mum, I think Emily is moving to Wexford. She wasn't supposed to tell me, so don't say it to her mum if you see her at the school. Maybe you can ask her how she is and see if ...
Bedtime doesn't happen as early as it should in our house. Well, the kids usually come down looking for a glass of water or to say they can't sleep, but actually they're not so bad when the initial "OK time for bed" announcement is made - they're usually fairly acquiescent heading up the stairs. It's the grown-ups ...
It was going to be the best Christmas ever. We say that every year of course, and every year we mean it. But last year was definitely going to be the best Christmas ever. We had planned everything in tiny detail - not remembering any of that "if you want to make God laugh, tell him ...
As an antidote to yesterday's slightly downbeat post, here's something more festive: five things I didn't know about Christmas until I had kids. 1. There's a reason kids go to bed early on Christmas Eve Before having children, I wondered about the emphasis on getting kids to bed earlier than usual on Christmas Eve - why all ...
You burst into our lives two years ago, a much anticipated early Christmas present, a much hoped for healthy baby. And a boy! It was as though we didn't know you could be a boy. Two big sisters - just two, but it could have been a dozen for how it left us feeling - ...