It took having a son for me to appreciate the fun-loving kid living inside my husband.
My husband, Doug, is the guy you see racing the go-carts at a wildly unsafe speed.  He played video games long before the more socially …

After having my third child, it suddenly dawned on me that I am a grown-up now. The oddity of having to birth three large babies before I felt like an adult doesn’t escape my notice. …

Back in the day, when I was in man hunting mode, there were many attributes and characteristics that I was looking for in a husband. Most of them were contingent on appearance, ability to keep …

My youngest is two and a half, and for about six months now has been trying to drop her mid-day nap.
I am not happy about it.
Sure, it can be inconvenient to be house-bound during the …

I have a reputation in my town. People recognise me when I go past, and will often turn to watch me as I go, or whisper loudly to their friends and giggle. Cars will slow …

Disclaimer – The author fully acknowledges that her views may be tainted by having been raised by dirty hippies, as well as a genetic predisposition to cheapness that is encoded deep in Scottish, German & …

When I was pregnant with my eldest child, I decided to spend a bit of money and buy cloth diapers (or terry nappies, as they are known on this side of the pond). After a …

My kids are of an age where you could reasonably expect them to sleep through the night without a fuss. I am pretty strict about bedtime, and I will only grudgingly allow them access to …

Our car is tiny. Most cars in England are tiny, but ours is especially small. It is a two-door ancient little tin box that gets us from A to B without much hassle, but getting …

Raise your hand if you can point out the five year old who was breastfed/co-slept/”worn” as opposed to the five year old who was born by c-section/bottlefed/slept alone from birth.
Anyone? Anyone? Yeah, I thought not.
So …