When I first started travelling alone with my kids I was terrified. With Hux a tiny nappy-wearing milk guzzling baby and Elfie having medical needs that necessitates the carrying of syringes through airports, it seemed the solo parent holiday milestone would be too complicated to hit.
This summer I made the decision to take my children out of school for a holiday. It wasn’t a decision I came to lightly; as a rule-follower it felt pretty unnatural to inform the school I’d be committing the cardinal sin…
There was a time when I used to dread the summer holidays just a little bit (or a lot). Acres of days stretching ahead of us with endless time to fill – it terrified me. I didn’t know what to…
I never really knew the meaning of ‘real’ Christmas before the kids came along. And I mean that in the most literal sense, not in a sense that “ooh isn’t Christmas about the joy of kids”. I mean that because…
Did you notice that we’d been gone for a little while? OK, maybe don’t answer that question. The babies and I (and my mum), we took a little holiday. A holiday like no other we’d ever been on before. Yep,…
Since when has Easter been such ‘A Thing’? I know it’s been a thing for years and years and years, since Jesus, though the exact length of time escapes me as much like my good friend Charlotte says I was…