When I booked these days of annual leave I had big plan. I always have plans. In the past a fortnight like this would see me achieve big things. Once I have the time and the energy I can be pretty determined. I once took off a week and dug over, Top soiled and sowed … [Read more…]
Being a working mummy is tough at times. People tell you how great it is to feel yourself again, have a hot cup of coffee and enjoy using your brain for adult topics. This is all great but sometimes the split life of a working parent can become overwhelming. The two separate compartments become full … [Read more…]
Today it’s Mother’s Day. Happy day to all that are. The weeks that have preceded today have been trying, to say the least. A full on break out of the worst gastroenteritis took place in the Monkey House, lasting almost 10 days. All monkeys and Mr LMR taking their turn to undergo the agony and, … [Read more…]
Well here I am at the end of my 31 Days of Self Care for The Blurt Foundation and this is how I got on. I chose this challenge because I go back to work this month and, I thought, now more than ever, I needed to remember me. As I prepare me and my family for … [Read more…]
I have always been a procrastinator. If there is a job to avoid I’m avoiding it. In fact for a while procrastination was my business. The thing is because I love to write my head is full of clouds. Big bubbles of thought, amusing anecdotes and tales that tug on your heart strings. Evoking emotion … [Read more…]
Following on from my last post, The Camping Trip, here’s how Mr LMR and I got on glamping for two nights with the monkeys. During our trip away I was also imposing a 48 hour digital detox on myself, because I had too much blog and social media cluttering my brain. The detox was further extended … [Read more…]
Today we go camping. Well glamping in a wooden pod. I mean who wants to put up a tent with three crazy monkeys running around? We also paid £2.50 each extra for a little camp bed each. Mr LMR and I haven’t been camping since July 2011. Top Monkey was not quite one and we … [Read more…]
I often wonder if life would be easier if there was a bit less stuff in it. Or maybe a bit less noise, or even a bit less nonsensical nonsense. By this, I actually don’t mean the monkeys. Their nonsense often makes more sense than a lot of the grown up nonsense going on all … [Read more…]
When I became a parent, I knew in advance that my children would need me. Need me to feed and water them, clothe them, provide them with comfort and a warm place to sleep. I did not realise, however, the full extent of how much they would need me and the complexities of their needs. Never … [Read more…]
Today is Top Monkey’s sixth birthday. At 10.50pm this evening, six years ago, he was finally removed, via sunroof delivery after a two day fight. Now that I know his personality better, it is probably not surprising that, after the midwife insisted we be induced 36 hours after my waters broke, that he dug in … [Read more…]