When I was pregnant, I paid little heed to my changing shape. As someone who had always been slim, I embraced my growing bump as one would an interesting novelty item. Something to be enjoyed for its newness and difference, but which would soon be discarded. As someone who had always been tiny, I loved…
Tag: massively whingeing again
Motherhood: The Best Job in the World
“I’m not interested in other people’s boring lives!” my mother exclaims, as she turns from the computer screen where she has just been comparing interest rates on MoneySupermarket.com. It is Saturday afternoon, and Mother is making her feelings clear on the small matter of blogging, which she considers to be marginally less interesting than comparing…
Is it Christmas yet?
Typical, my first day with Piglet in a week and I am ill. I think it’s time to Slow. Right. Down. The past two weeks have been manic. I get up each morning at 6, place Piglet in Granny’s bed, and then go off to work each day until nearly 7pm. Then last week I…