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Custard turns two, etc
It has been a long time since I posted anything, and I think that is largely down to the fact that having four children is tiring. Come the evening, my stuffing has been yanked out and I am limp, grey, … Continue reading
Fluffy Mullet
Ok, so the Alexa hair didn’t work out – I have a fluffy mullet – but I ALWAYS end up with a fluffy mullet, so I am fine about it, really. What was most irritating about the whole hair salon … Continue reading
Musings of a very sleepy person
A Mothery Conundrum There are many,many domestic issues that one has to face when one is sole carer of small children. All of them deathly boring. Like why do 3 year olds put an entire tin of Vaseline lip balm … Continue reading
Regrettable Things
It may be the case that I am Going Mental. I have behaved rather badly this week, and think that I may be slipping into some kind of deranged post-partum psychotic state whereby I forget all of the Good Ways … Continue reading
Day 10
Oh dear I am a bit tired today. I am hovering between the oxytocin high and the inevitable crash which will result in tears and not being able to get self off couch/turn off Scooby Do. Am holding it together, … Continue reading
So I had a baby last week
Yep, Ned Huckleberry came out quite fast after pretending to be on his way – I see now I was a little bit remiss to tweet/email/text and facebook the world telling them a baby was imminent when he actually wasn’t … Continue reading
Cake and babies and stuff
I am not in labour yet, and I am three days overdue. I am well, except for the elephantitis legs, the pelvic pressure which is like there is a huge big fat baby pressing on my bits (oh, wait, there … Continue reading
Sharp scissors
Here is an attempt at a post script from Tuesday night when I went out with the laaaydeeeez to Hereford Rd to have one last pork belly hurrah before I had another baby and had no time to eat (yeah, … Continue reading
Aliens
Oh yes there are what seems to be about eight small frog-like aliens living in my torso and they are moving about in an obscene manner, so that people at the supermarket (should they be so inclined) can see the … Continue reading
38 weeks
I am a big waddling lady who breathes very hard and loud when bending down to do up shoes (converse sneakers – not exactly snow-friendly but they have a tiny bit of grip and they, er, fit, which is more … Continue reading