I have a confession to make. A deep, dark confession. Today I gave my son a piece of Rocky Road. It was just a tiny piece. OK, two tiny pieces. No, three. But they were no more than bite-sized. He had three bites of Rocky Road. He is eighteen months old. Am I a bad…
Category: eating Nutella out of the jar
Piglet’s Top Ten Thoughts
Sat here with Piglet lying next to me on the bed while I type, as it is the only way I can stop him from yelling at me. He is, as ever, showing absolutely zero signs of being ready to go to bed. OK now he is trying to kick the laptop off me. Sometimes…
Household Emergency: TV Not Working
How does one overcome this dilemma without making one look as though one is incapable of dealing with electrical malfunction? Last night I made a decision. I decided that I was spending too much time checking the internet on my phone instead of looking after baby, so I decided that from now on I would…
Ten Things I Have Learned About IVF
1.) I am thinking of looking for a role in the circus as the Astonishing Human Pin Cushion. 2.) Everyone is telling me what to eat: Drink milk, eat eggs, don’t eat cheese, eat tofu, don’t eat tofu, sugar is bad for the eggs. It’s enough to drive anyone to a life of cupcakes…
Hair dye: hated by right wing American conservatives everywhere.
So I decided to do something productive today. In fact, I am contractually obliged; i.e. by my new year’s resolutions, that Contract of Doom I have of course made with myself yet again this year, despite the fact that the previous twenty years’ (TWENTY YEARS!!!!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?) vague promises to “be more positive”…