Sadie Rose is a beautiful two and a half year old girl from Knaresborough in North Yorkshire. She was born in August 2009 and she weighed a healthy 8lbs 6oz, but just 14 months later she was diagnosed with a childhood Cancer called Neuroblastoma. Less than 100 children in the UK are diagnosed with Neuroblastoma Read more —>
I ought to be in bed. It is 2am again and tomorrow I have a busy day. Not because I have lots and lots of things planned but because tomorrow it is Bean’s Birthday Party. It will be chaotic. Last year, when Bean was in reception class, there were 53 children in his class. It Read more —>
It’s called “How Do You Check Yours?”
The idea is that you post one of a series of “cheeky” updates, followed by the phrase “How do you check yours?” and a link to this page, which contains links to videos of how and when to check breasts and testicles, what symptoms to look for, where to go for support and how you can donate to a cancer charity.
Are you with me?
Well, I’m sure we could all write a book about this one. Together we could create an encyclopaedia to rival Britannica. With that in mind, I shall narrow the topic, every so slightly. I recently read this article about 6 Things Husbands of WAHMs Don’t Know and found myself nodding along as I read it. Read more —>
Tomorrow it is Bean’s birthday. He’ll be six. It does not seem six years since I became a mother. The time has gone so fast. And I have loved every minute of it. Bean is clever, cheeky, bright, funny, random, kind, odd, mischievous and very loving. Did I mention odd? I can still remember when Read more —>
OK, it’s late at night, everyone is bed, and I’m working. The TV is on and I’m half watching Wife Swap USA. Don’t judge me. I like to have something on in the background that doesn’t require my brain to engage. This definitely fits the bill. Except that I am engaged in it, due to Read more —>
I hate to think what my neighbours thought of me (both sets of neighbours looked out of the upstairs windows whilst I was mid Bertha session!), but I had on several layers of my old work clothes, including thick socks and woolly gloves, my thick leather work gloves, dust mask and safety goggles. I kid you not. I learned the hard way that plaster dust in the eye when you wear contact lenses is not a fun way to pass the time. I won’t trouble you with a photo of me in this gear – I’m sure the mental image is vivid enough for most people. Now imagine me in that gear, post marathon Betha session, white from head to toe, except for my hair which turns a nice shade of old lady grey.
Yesterday, on Facebook, I saw an event posted which got me thinking. It’s called the Post-It Note Challenge and it seems to be very simple. This idea is that you write some inspiring words on a post-it note (other self adhesive note products are available) and then post it in an inspiring place. And then Read more —>
And here comes the hard bit. I have no idea what I want in a kitchen, except that I basically want a Magnet advert in my house. I want to hand someone a rolling pin and a cast iron crock pot and say “design my perfect kitchen”. And I want it to be light. But not white. And I want those magicky things that transform a cupboard into a tardis.
How to be a good Mum? It’s a question all mums ask themselves – we all want to do our best for our children, be the best Mum we can be, but what does that actually mean? I didn’t see the programme on the TV the other night, but I’ve read plenty of comments about Read more —>
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