The other day, whilst idly perusing my phone in the usual way, I came across an opportunity to work with Ebay as a blogger. The job involved listing some stuff on Ebay and then writing about it. I thought about it. I met the criteria. I hadn’t listed anything on Ebay in years (this was…
Category: maternity style
Topshop: Is The Love Affair Over?
The answer to that question, of course, is no. I can do this, I thought, scrolling the jumpsuits of George at Asda online on an average evening at home. I could get a whole new outfit for Piglet’s birthday and it will cost all of £12. Hey, I might even go to Asda, the real…
Come On Eileen
Yes I have a new website. That is not the most exciting thing to have happened today, however, as today was also the day that I bought my first pair of dungarees. Well, the first that were for me as opposed to Piglet. At least since the brief flourishing of a random children’s clothes shop…
The Curse of the Mummy Clothes
Not a terribly productive day. Currently procrastinating cleaning the flat and using Piglet’s current slumbers as an excuse. We cannot have him being woken up by the vacuum cleaner after all. In fact, today’s activities consisted of: going downstairs to check my mailbox, baking chocolate cookies and going to the bank. As I am currently…
Suddenly inhabiting weird parallel universe consisting entirely of Bugaboo Bees
Well the World Cup has now started and I missed my first England World Cup game since about 1982 simply because I was too tired to stay up and watch it. Now watching France vs Honduras and although it’s only 9pm and I had a nap earlier I am already yawning profusely. Ooh France have…
On the hunt for a Vivienne Westwood birthing dress
Today I am mostly panicking about: baby positions. That’s right, it turns out that there is an optimum position for Baby to be lying in for the most desirable, Call the Midwife-style, two pushes and they’re out form of childbirth which I am hoping to emulate. And this, despite my jubilation at being told at…
First Foray into Topshop Maternity Ends in Disaster at Shocking Realisation that Big Clothes are Boring
Urgghhh. I have quite possibly the World’s Worst Cold. Literally, it is so bad that on Friday I even had to take a day off work. With a cold. It’s the sort of cold that one normally only gets on holiday, at some point towards the end, after ten whole days and nights of drinking…