Archive of ‘Isn’t life funny’ category

Those little things

Since having Gabriel arrive in our world a strange thing has occurred. We kind of don’t sweat the small stuff anymore. Well we do, but to a much lesser degree. Being a highly-strung A-type personality I used to get completely riled by the silliest of things and got myself into a couple of scrapes over […] Read more…

The forgotten art of Going Out

Back in the day, I could be found to be going out a number of times a week. From that bottle of wine (or three) shared with colleagues after work, PR and press events, dates with the then boyfriend (now husband) and then the regular girls’ night outs at the weekend. I was on the […] Read more…

Who’s been naughty or nice

There was an upsetting incident at Gabe’s conductive education session this week where he refused point blank to touch various dolly parts on request like the other children. After he proceeded to pick up said dolly and throw it at his teacher shouting loudly “NUH NUH,” I have come to the conclusion that Gabriel is becoming quite naughty. Don’t tell Santa […] Read more…

Parenting: zombie style

Travelling across London underground earlier this week dodging sweaty armpits and gambling on which spot to stand on the crowded platform to be closest to the opening doors, I realised that this commuting hogwash is akin to parenting. And the only real way to survive it is by entering a deep meditative state or channelling […] Read more…

Crying: a survival guide

Is your baby’s weeping winding you up? Are your toddler’s tears testing your patience? What about your children’s screeching, hollering and whinging? Are you ready to up sticks and move to a deserted island (budge up Tom Hanks, the mammies are a coming). Then you are in dire need of the Complicated Gorgeousness guide to […] Read more…

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