The first time crayon touches paper is sacred. What could be more precious than your child’s first work of art? But what about their… Read More Starting school is fraught with its own difficulties, but moving to Key Stage 2 has felt almost worse. Settling in time is over and… Read More Where is he? […]
It’s best to let rip, because kids pick up on suppressed rage (unlike my husband). I read this brilliant article today in the supermarket… Supermum. Best Mum Ever. Fantastic Mum. Who, me? Presents. The only thing that stands between your children and a shit Christmas. And it’s all up to you. You can talk about […]
Renting Skiwear = Better Kit, Better for the Planet – and It’s Covid-safe Too EcoSki offers sterile, premium skiwear to rent If you’re hoping to… Read More Day 9 of self-isolation. I don’t know what day of the week it is, I can’t remember if I’ve had a shower and my Fitbit thinks I’m… Read More Love them or […]
By Wry Mummy Wry Baby & Toddler, Wry LivingFebruary 4, 2015 Previous article9 Weird Jobs You Can Do After Being A Mum Next articleMonday Melfie February
The last week of the holidays saw me besieged by the scampering of tiny feet, strange noises and food missing. Yes, the children were still around, but this was something else. “The rats are back,” I said that night. My husband looked at me with double dismay: not only were our four-legged guests in residence […]
If you don’t know what my title is referencing, then you’re missing a treat – go and watch the Friends boxsets immediately! But you don’t need to have been watching sitcoms in the 90s to know it’s summer! In between all the Sandwich-making Photo-taking Hair-tearing “PLEASE share!”-ing Paddling pool-ing “Still no school!”-ing Day-tripping Fizz-sipping “Mummy’s […]
Day 9 of self-isolation. I don’t know what day of the week it is, I can’t remember if I’ve had a shower and my Fitbit thinks I’m… Read More My son has just turned 10, and since then I’ve been on a weird high, like I’ve got some sort of promotion or something. I… Read More Love them or […]
Day 9 of self-isolation. I don’t know what day of the week it is, I can’t remember if I’ve had a shower and my Fitbit thinks I’m… My son has just turned 10, and since then I’ve been on a weird high, like I’ve got some sort of promotion or something. I… Love them or hate them, you feel […]
When my son opened his birthday present, his face looked like we’d just shot our dog. We don’t even have a dog. He undid the wrapping, took it out, looked at it, then put it back down, turning his head aside with such a look of sorrow that you’d think we’d cancelled Christmas. Normally, I […]
Then: my mum holding my baby. Now: my mum stimulating my baby’s visual recognition skills “Messy play” – or “mucking around with his Weetabix”? While the basic tenets of parenting remain the same through the ages, the phrases I come out with sometimes make my mum look at me like I’m bonkers. But think about […]
Today, August 20th, has been crowned the most stressful of the school holidays. But it doesn’t have to be that way. Follow my tips and tricks for a stress-free day and defy the odds! These declarations do make me laugh a little. How anyone can single out a date to be the most stressful with […]
You know how it is. You’ve been married a number of years, and you’re in – well, a rutis probably a bit strong, but, say, a state of pleasant and ever so slight boredom. It’s not that you don’t love your dear heart just as much as ever, but what with young children and jobs […]
Mary Berry would weep. I bake so seldom (once a year, per kid) that I have to buy all new ingredients each time in case of weevils. But I say to her – please make a programme for the poor souls among us who simply can’t do it: the half-baked, if you will. A Great […]