Why Am I So Rubbish At Stuff?

I recently read a cheerful article in the Guardian which said that there was no such thing as a gifted child. That’s a good thing, by the way. It’s a good thing because it means that anyone can be gifted.  Our brains are plastic.  It just takes practice. Ten thousand hours of it, to be…

Journalists BLASTED by Angry Mummy Blogger

As some of you may know, I was recently the subject of several articles on parenting websites, which were published and shared without my knowledge or consent, in which photographs of my son and I appeared, and which quoted considerable sections of this blog post, which I wrote on the topic of extended breastfeeding.  The…

Three Reasons You Should NEVER Take a Toddler to Choose Their Own Birthday Present

Let’s get this out of the way first.  I know I’m a monster.  If I was any sort of mother, I would have arranged for someone else (in an ideal world, my doting husband and babyfather, for example, if such a person existed, we are talking about a hypothetical IDEAL world here, not the one…

#DaysoutwithPiglet: Speedway GP

Long, long ago, when Piglet was little more than a twinkle in my eye, or more accurately a sample in a jar, I imagined that my future progeny would be very much like me, the Blue Ivy to my Beyoncé, looking fierce next to me in a co-ordinated outfit.  The truth was somewhat different.  Naive…

Why I Am Still Breastfeeding My Three Year Old

It is now almost three years since I first latched Piglet to my breast that surreal morning in the hospital.  Technically, he is not yet three, but unless he suddenly weans in the next few weeks, it looks as though I will have a nursing three year old.  I am fully prepared for the onslaught…

What I Have Learned About Home Improvements #1, Wood Oil is Terrifying

When it comes to home improvements, DIY, homemaking, decorating, even gardening, I am the first to admit that I am a novice.  I have zero experience in the field, but I am learning.  Very gradually, I am learning. I have now been in my new house for seven months.  I set myself a target of…

First Cinema Trip: “No More Mummy”

I am not a keen cinema-goer.  The last time I attended any sort of cinema was on a school trip around eighteen months ago, and the time before that I cannot even remember, but I suspect that it was to see Marley and Me, a tale of schmaltz starring an improbably youthful-looking Jennifer Aniston and…

So you’re thinking about being a single mother by choice….

Recently, I have been asked what advice I have to give to those embarking on the journey of becoming a single mother by choice.  It’s always difficult to impart pearls of wisdom to other people, who may well be in completely different circumstances to your own, but here are a few little snippets I wish…

Win tickets for Cardiff Speedway 2017

Piglet has many interests that I do not share.  Jumping off the side of the sofa with a primal yell as he lunges at Mummy with all the energy of a WWE wrestler in full flight is one of them.  Car transporters is another.  And buses, and racing cars and…well everything with wheels really.  Which…

Trying not to be bitter, but failing miserably

Another year rolls around.  Another year that I have not yet won a blogging award. Totally unreasonable, I know. And in its wake come the Poor Me posts.  The wails of the parent blogging community.  Why not me?  Why not me?  The posts that pretend they don’t care about blog awards, that they’re all a…