My Names Nichole and I’m a bedsharer… and not with my husband (currently). I have lost my blogging mojo as of late, and while drafted many, finished none. But in recent weeks, had three different friends give me sheepish comments, cautiously admitting they have their babies in their beds too. Comments made with trepidation and… Continue reading There were three in the bed.
I’m the Mum who doesn’t wash her hair…. two weeks in a row. I have washed my hair on the Monday morning before work and then failed to wash it on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning. If I could, I would put ‘hair washing’ in Room 101. It is the thing that is always at… Continue reading I’m the Mum who…
The last 4 weeks have been crazy. I feel like all I have done is work and that I still didn’t get enough done. Work guilt naturally rolled over to Mum guilt, feeling like I have not been doing enough with the kids and I’ve felt #MJM and I have barely had half a conversation.… Continue reading Food Fights
A few years ago, I read an article in The Economist, about the women behind the woman. Sadly no amount of googling can find it, so today I’m telling my version of the story. #MJM said the other day, he felt there was ‘an elephant in the room’ whenever he read one of my blog… Continue reading The Woman Behind The Woman
My husband loves to joke and tell people, in a very serious and believable, matter of fact kind of way, that I was “too posh to push”. This is obviously met with my eyes flicking daggers and a mental note of many minus points, as I frantically try and explain that was not the case… Continue reading Too Posh to Push
In the last, nearly six months, since #ARWM came along, I have found ‘me time’ swapped from being a luxury, to a necessity. It became medicinal, and something essential to get through the week, and survive the chaos of life as a full time working mum of two. I have spoken before in the Perks of… Continue reading Medicinal Me Time
This week #SHJM turns three. How the hell do I have a nearly three year old?! When did that happen? I don’t want to be the irritating cliché of a mother that says, “I want time to slow down” and “they grow up so fast”, but hell it’s true! The saying “the days are long,… Continue reading Party Planning; #SHJM Turns Three