As Piglet grows older, I find myself with more time to spare. Now that he is more interactive and easier to feed, placate and transport, all of a sudden he is less of a burden to those who would babysit, and my time-my “me” time, so to speak, at least when I am not at…
Category: Reasons to be hopeful
So, you want to be a writer?
I have become obsessed with my blog stats. And they are not improving. At the end of last year-New Year’s Eve, to be precise-I was Mumsnet’s blog of the day. That’s it, I thought, I’m on the up now. EVERYONE will know my work and I will be universally feted. I will be a single…
****Breaking News*****
IT’S AAAAALLLLLLIIIIIIVVVVVVEEEEEE!!!!!! Well, it was at 8am this morning anyway. Let’s hope that’s a promising sign for the future. Went to my scan today. There was one awful moment when the sonographer put the probe on my belly that I thought everything had gone wrong, as the baby was lying completely still and flat on…
“You will never get married. You are CURSED!”
I distinctly remember that being the statement made to Charlotte in Sex and the City after she went downtown to a dubious fortune teller with limited English who then promised that for a hundred dollars she could remove the curse. I had something similar happen to me today. In the course of my Wembley Curry…
Hope Springs Eternal
I know I know, I’ve been away for ages. And unfortunately, I do not return triumphant, ready to launch my blog of obsessive pregnancy anxiety, or write a press release for my new parenting book. Alas, the treatment failed. And not only that, but after I had some (brief) respite by getting a boyfriend (wonders…