Food for Thought
“Mummy …” said Chloe “ … your tummy is all wobbly.”
I am not sure what was less welcome, the fact that we were having this conversation at 6.01am, or that we were having it period.
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I love my job but it does have its drawbacks. For a start, people run away from me in grocery stores. Some do roll past proudly with a cart full of fruit and veg, but others — usually the ones with so...
Another week, another column, another visit from Little Miss Belle.
This time I have packed her back off to bed and apparently she will stay there. I “pwomise” mummy, she whispered as I tucked her bac...
Food for Thought
I know last week’s little rant might make it seem otherwise, but I do love being a mummy. Even right now in this moment — at 12.34am when Belle has somehow negotiated her way into my...
There are bathtimes that go well in our house, and there are bathtimes that make me want to put my head in my very expensive blender. Tonight, I had the audacity to separate Belle from her dancing mon...
Supergranny has just flown home and it’s time to clean up! Don’t get me wrong, the house has been pristine — literally sparkling — with her in it. If I hadn’t seen our family tree, I would suspect she...
Just so we’re clear, I wasn’t born loving green smoothies and wholegrains. I had a decade-long love affair with strawberry Ribena and iced buns before I saw the light. My mum raised me on plenty of he...
“Mummy,” said Chloe, with as much gravity as a five-year-old can muster, “I know babies come OUT of the birth canal, but how do they get IN?” Ah, I said, and having promised myself that I would never ...
Imagine my alarm when I discovered I was sweating chocolate through my pores. There I was, collapsed on the sofa, clutching a medicinal glass of wine after treading on Lego, when I noticed chocolate o...
Discovering my Facebook page has more likes than KFC had me turning cartwheels in my office. Maybe there is hope for us after all! Half of Bermuda has an emotional relationship with fried chicken but ...
