Category Archives: Diary of a (not so new) Mum

What a difference a week makes!   At last, the weather has changed. Thank you Lauren’s Aigle wellies for being indestructible. You have been under daily assault for months on a child who doesn’t consider a puddle worth jumping in unless … Continue reading →

A morning in my life……. Wake up at 6am. This is a time of day generally considered night time by most sane people before they become parents. Once you are a parent, 6am is very much late morning. So, a … Continue reading →

You always hear people saying that second babies are easier. For me, it’s true! Hamish is so easy to please. He has a little sleepy, wakes up, gets his milk until he’s so full his eyes start rolling in a … Continue reading →

OK, I think Lauren has been potty training for about 3 months; I sort of thought she’d have got it by now.  She was virtually ready at Christmas, but then the inevitable festivitis came and we reverted to nappies while … Continue reading →

Hamish is a month old and so far, it’s been pretty plain sailing. That’s because I haven’t really been living in reality yet. First I had paternity leave help, then nanny cover and now I am on holiday at my … Continue reading →

When I was a baby, I used to be taken into my parents fashion store and put in a basket on top of the radiator behind the till so that they could get on with running the shop. It was … Continue reading →

He arrived! 9 days overdue and weighing in at 8lb 8ozs, little Hamish was delivered in a birthing pool, with a nice, short labour. (Obviously, in that sentence ‘nice’ is very much describing ‘short’ rather than ‘labour’.) I went to … Continue reading →

The blog is back! Why? Baby number two is arriving imminently. Exciting!!! I have my feet up on maternity leave and have time on my hands (oh no, sorry that was last time, when I didn’t have a toddler). My … Continue reading →

We loved the Queen’s Jubilee! Having put up the very awkward bunting in the windows of all our London stores, rather than getting in the spirit, I was thoroughly OVER it before it had even begun. I soon changed my … Continue reading →

I looked on with envy. We had just boarded a train to Bath. Lauren, Lauren’s Daddy and me. We had successfully boarded, collapsed the buggy, squashed it into a heaving luggage rack to the tuts of people around us, hauled … Continue reading →