*I was offered a Halloween gift hamper in exchange for mentioning Freezedebt in this post – All thoughts and images are my own.* Everything has been a bit different this year, hasn’t it? And we’re generally not very big on Halloween, but sometimes you…
Grandparents adore spending time with their grandkids. It keeps them young and they benefit from the love in so many ways. Studies even show that grandparents who babysit tend to live longer than those who don’t. It’s not just the grandparents that benefit. However,…
Dear, Sweet, Little Bridget, I often feel a whole new type of parenting guilt when it comes to you.You don’t get to stay asleep when we need to get Dexter to school. Your afternoon naps are arranged around taking Paisley to preschool. Your toys…
I wanted to always write you these letters. I want both of us to be able to look back on your life and see the chances in you documented and cherished. My first born, you seem often conflicted and confused and I wish I…
Dearest Pais, You are my wild child. You drive me batshit crazy most days with your antics… but I wouldn’t change you for the world. Every morning, you wake with giggles and smiles, not just for me and Daddy, but you go off in…
Bridget, you sweet little thing. I started writing this for you just before your first birthday but for some reason it sat in my drafts, unpublished. I’m sorry. I know, being the 3rd child, it might seem that you are always left til last…
Not surprisingly, I missed Bridget’s 9-month update so rather than writing that one late, I decided to get her 10 months one done instead. She’s growing up so fast and as cliche as it sounds, I really don’t know where the time is going.…
To my sweet, sassy Paisley on your second birthday, I’ve never been sure how to be a girl mum. I don’t like pink and I’m not a girly girl, and I hate that girls are targeted with all that sickly stuff in shops. People laughed when we found out you were going to be…
Dear Bridget, Your 5-month update is coming from a different angle today. Today I want to apologise. Your birth order is not your fault. It’s not your fault that you are our third child but being last often means exactly that. Last. You are the…
I’m a little late to the game on this one. Having three children is starting to catch up with me. And I think that’s mainly because Bridget is now on the move. Gone are the days where I could put her down and she would stay where…