Life, Love and Dirty Dishes is mainly about parenting. Living life with small people and the situations we find ourselves in. Dirty Dishes refers to the not so pleasant but unavoidable things we have to deal with. It’s my space where I sometimes talk about hot issues and first world problems. We all need to have a rant every now and then don’t we.
A few months ago I got involved in the #aminumber5 campaign through Wear White Again, and I wrote a post about period problems to highlight the 1 in 5 women who suffer from very heavy periods. I was one of those women. I have suffered from incredibly heavy periods since my periods began when I […] Read more…
I’ve often felt like a bit of a misfit or an outsider when it comes to any trends and pop culture. Because most of the time I just don’t get it, or like it! I’ve accepted the fact that in the final year of my thirties I never know who any new song I like […] Read more…
It’s that time of year when we make New Years Resolutions, or promise to be better, healthier versions of ourselves. But in a world of social media I think maybe it’s time to turn those resolutions to our online behaviour. If we all obeyed these few simple facebook rules, then i’m sure we can get […] Read more…
I love Christmas. It’s my favourite time of year. I love the pretty twinkly lights. I love that people are generally just a bit nicer to each other. I get that warm fuzzy glow inside and I get just as excited as when I was 5 years old. However as I far too rapidly approach […] Read more…
My facebook news feed seems to be flooded with ‘news’ stories about parents in uproar because their kids have been sent home from school because of their haircut, or the length of their skirt has breached the school uniform policy. I read these posts often with mouth gaping at the parent’s reaction and the subsequent […] Read more…
I have a big problem with people that blame things on ‘bad luck.’ These same people often attribute other people with being lucky. And it’s something I actually find quite offensive, because it implies that my opportunities had nothing to do with me, and that it was pretty much handed to me on a plate. […] Read more…
I got my first period when I was 11 years old and have been regular as clockwork ever since. Having a best friend who was a year older than me meant I couldn’t wait to start. It was like an exclusive club that I wanted to be a member of so bad. Of course as […] Read more…
I have two children and I am done making babies. I no this with no shadow of a doubt. Give me a newborn and I will coo and cluck and savour those cuddles, but I won’t hand them back and feel a hole that another baby needs to fill. My two kids are enough for […] Read more…
I need to start by saying that I believe men and women are equals. I think there is still a lot of sexism in the world and that makes me sad, and mad. Kids should be allowed to play with whatever toys they want. A toy is a toy, irrespective of gender. Slogans printed […] Read more…
Our relationship has reached it’s end. My feelings aren’t the same anymore. I want to tell you that it’s not you, it’s me, but I think deep down Alexa, we both know we’ve had our parts to play. In the beginning I was cold. It took me a long time to let my guard down […] Read more…
I genuinely don’t have an answer for this question. But it is a debate I see on my news feeds time and time again. With my eldest rapidly approaching the grand old age of 8, it’s something that is on my mind a lot. So when is the right age for children to go it […] Read more…
Inspired by Sparkles and Stretchmarks and Our Rach Blogs, I feel the need for a good rant about the things that irk me. The things that get my goat. The things that really wind me up. I know, first world problems, and let’s face it with Brexit and Trump, there’s enough of those at the […] Read more…
Do you remember when you were pregnant and your hair looked amazing? Mine did. The rest of me was a hot sweaty mess with cankles, but my hair? Beautiful. Thick and glossy. I could have starred in a shampoo advertisement and swished my hair around better than Davina and Cheryl put together. Then I had my […] Read more…
I try not to give advice or preach on my blog. I’m not an expert at parenting. I’m winging it like the majority of us. I try to provide light humour, something to smile at if it’s been one of those days, so you know you are not the only one. Occasionally I can get […] Read more…
I found myself in a random situation the other day. A situation that got me thinking about etiquette. I had just done the school run and had about 20 minutes to kill before a dentist appointment. I decided to have a quick mooch around our local supermarket as I was child free and we […] Read more…
If you know anyone tying the knot this summer, then chances are in the next few weeks an envelope is going to land on your doorstep. Now that envelope might be somewhat chunky as it probably contains the actual invite, a reply card, details of a gift registry, list of accommodation, directions. Basically the bride […] Read more…
It’s been one of those years that I am actually looking forward to seeing out. Overall 2016 has felt like the year of bad news. It became known as a bad year to be a celebrity because so many amazing talents were lost. Prince, Sir Terry Wogan, Alan Rickman, Victoria Wood, Leonard Cohen, Gene Wilder, […] Read more…
I consider myself very fortunate to be able to work from home. Although I’m never sure what box to put myself in. I’m a stay at home mum, but I’m also a working mum. My boys are 6 and 2, so the work at home mum bit is often a juggling act when there’s […] Read more…
I think our parents generation had an easier job of raising their children than we do. Of course they shared the same worries that we do, they dealt with tantrums and runny noses, they changed dirty nappies and mopped up spilt milk. They faced the same challenges. But what made their job so much easier […] Read more…
My son’s school has a Jumper Dumper. It’s essentially a large bin where all stray jumpers are ‘dumped’. It smells slightly odd. It’s frequented by frantic parents who rummage through whilst silently praying to the Gods of lost property that the jumper is in there, whilst lecturing their offspring on looking after their possessions, […] Read more…