Where do I start? With Mother’s Day, because I woke up with a hangover for starters, entirely self-inflicted (as they always are) but entirely worth it, since we’d enjoyed a lovely night of celebration with my Mum and family. Head pounding, in my niece’s bed, the kids short-circuited the required sleep-in with obligatory hand-made presents (from Little Yang) and the … Read More
As you wake up to breakfast in bed, handmade cards, craft and drawings, the precious gift of an “I love you Mum’ mug with hot chocolate and a marshmallow from the Mother’s Day stall not to mention an obligatory new pair of slippers, it’s hard not to feel grateful. And I am, and I will be on Sunday. But I’m … Read More
This past weekend I spent time with both sides of my extended family – something that rarely happens. I hadn’t seen my brother, sister, brother-in-law, niece and nephews since Christmas – we can’t believe where the time went. Does the first third of the year always disappear faster than the others?
With mother’s day approaching I’m contemplating a whole weekend with the kids, all to myself. Yeh! squeaks my inner voice. My outer voice will be more likely to yell in frustration at the kids and curse hubby who could have timed his work shifts better and given me the ‘day off’ or at least some quality family time.