So D-day is upon us and we find out today where Spider-boy goes to school. And the likelihood is he will go to a school that on paper is quite poor sounding, but in reality, well, has nice classrooms a good vibe, kids who like it there and is the school nearest his house. I’ve […]
When Spider-boy was little he didn’t smile a lot. I used to think, in the dead of night, it was my fault for not smiling enough when he was tiny, a dread fear that I’d broken him by crying too much on my maternity leave. I’ve been persuaded he just had a bit of ‘tude, […]
Of course, however vexing the suicide of Spider-boy’s ‘ts’, or mindboggling his intimate belief he engages in the world of work, that post, I realise, was my way of ignoring something else today. Usually if I post I feel complete when it is written. The soothing power of words, occasionally neatly ordered, sometimes even making […]
I realise I’ve posted a good bit about remembering – remembering the good and remembering the bad. I saw my Mum this week and she told me that memories faze and fade, and that everyone with larger families, or older children, has melded memories and has forgotten much of the minutiae of early family life. […]
A week or so ago there was a Twitter hash tag trending. This means, for those who aren’t members of the twitterati, people using twitter across the world were writing short microblog posts on a similar theme, linking them by a repeated phrase starting with an #. It was trending, which means lots of people […]
I love American Beauty. I remember seeing it with my then boyfriend, now husband and, knowing it would be a shoe in for best picture, planning an Oscar party. We transformed our flat with apple juice in sample pots in the fridge, scarlet (paper) petals in the sink and obscure home-made videos playing on our […]
A couple of days after my second son was born I was walking along my hallway and I burst into tears. Full heaving sobs which took me quite by suprise. I’d suffered from sever PND after my first son, and antenatal depression and complications including SPD/PGP with my second pregnancy. In fact, if I’m honest […]
On a more instantaneously cheery note, two things today made me beam with pride. Firstly, spiderboy, my number1 son, was literally spidered today. His face painted red and black at nursery, with his playmates a rainbow of witches, superheroes, butterflies and cows. As I type I am still finding glorious face paint smears on my […]