The Working Parent
My kids are always making me laugh with things they say. Generally the best bits are when they are speaking to each other unaware that I am listening. These conversations give me such insight into their thinking and usually involve me killing myself laughing in the kitchen hidden from view.
Last night I tucked my daughter (aged 3) into bed after picking a book to read. She insisted that she should read the book to me so I let her. It was a small nursery rhyme book that told the story of Little Bo Peep.…
I am taking a break form the party planning posts today to have a bit of a rant!
The phrase "Yummy Mummy" bugs the hell out of me. Unless you have an army of cooks, cleaners and nannies how on earth are you supposed to achieve the status of yummy mummy?
At what point can you class yourself as a yummy mummy? Is there some secret scoreboard somewhere that you measure yourself against?
As I work I do have to make a bit of an effort when going into the office but I know there…