Do you know what Mummy, really does for fun?
It isn’t wiping boogy noses, or changing dirty bums.
It isn’t selling raffle tickets, or mending broken toys;
not even refereeing fights between small girls and boys. [Read more…]
HOLD THE PHONE!
Apparently there were a select few who received instruction manuals for this parenting gig!
I mean, it’s obvious that they were handed something extra – they always have ALL the answers.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that SOMEONE knows what the f**k is going on; that we’re not ALL completely winging it.
The issue I have, [Read more…]
I thought I had a pretty good idea about what to expect from parenthood.
I have two younger sisters; I started babysitting for other families when I was twelve; I’ve worked in childcare; I’ve spent time looking after disabled children – often overnight; I’m trained as a nurse; and I like to think I’ve got a bit of common sense. But I’ve learnt a lot since becoming a mother. [Read more…]