Must live within walking/stumbling distance. We will be drinking and we don’t want a taxi time limit. Must enjoy drinking. Must enjoy sharing chocolate. Must enjoy pizza/Chinese/Indian/*insert other fatty takeaway options here* Must enjoy drinking. Must be willing to listen to my husband and child related rants whilst nodding at the appropriate places and remaining impartial, regardless of whether or not I am being unreasonable. GSOH essential. Must appreciate cheesy…

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It has taken over two years, but I finally feel as though I have found ‘me’ again, not just mam, but me. Don’t get me wrong I love being Aria’s mam but boy I have missed being me, being Leanne. People used to say that I was funny, I made them laugh. I lost that person, I struggled to make conversation let alone make people laugh. I became lonely and boring.…

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Isn’t it strange, how you can be so lonely yet rarely alone? Motherhood sure is a strange, and very often, lonely place. I was lucky, there were several people who I knew on maternity leave at the same time as me, we bonded over our new found common interest. We went to baby & toddler groups together and it was lovely. Then maternity leave came to an end. We work different…

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aka, the terrible twos. That’s right, my sweet little daughter is officially a twatty two. She isn’t even two until next month, she is behind with pretty much everything else but she just couldn’t wait to get this ‘phase’ started. I use inverted commas because I really hope that it is just a phase and not an actual personality transplant. So what do the twatty twos involve… Well my darling…

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My daughter slept through from the age of two months, and oh how smug I was about that. I had the perfect baby who slept like a dream and everything was lovely and happy. Fast forward to today, she will be two next month and she hates sleep. She is a sleep thief and everything is grumpy and miserable. We are at a complete loss as to what to do…

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