Love – Soppy Stuff

Life, Love and Dirty Dishes is mainly about parenting.  Living life with small people and the situations we find ourselves in.  Love refers to the soppy stuff.  Let’s face it, we sometimes moan when we can’t pee in peace, we sometimes wish leaving the house wasn’t a military operation.  But would we change things? Never.  Because at the end of the day we love the small people that have turned our worlds upside down, to the moon and back.  I hope you enjoy these posts of a more heart felt nature.

A Tale of Two Births – Part One

I love a good birth story.  One Born Every Minute is one of my favourite TV programs.  True story; When I was pregnant with the big one they were filming the very first series at Princess Anne Hospital and I was asked if I wanted to take part.  I politely declined.  Mainly because I kept […] Read more…

The One With The Anniversary

My husband and I are celebrating our 10 year wedding anniversary this week.  We will be doing so in the time honoured tradition of any parents spending a rare night away from their small people, by crashing out at about 9:00pm in our hotel room.     Although 10 years of our lives together have […] Read more…

We Are Not Rivals

To the mother who breastfed her baby until they needed it no more;  I know the amazing feeling that comes with knowing your little one is getting everything they need from you. Your body is an incredible thing.  I know too, the sheer exhaustion you have felt when it’s all down to you, your nipples […] Read more…

Definitions of Being a Mother

The definitions of what being a mother means…   Being a mother is love like you have never known.  It’s feeling someone else’s pain as your own.  It’s a primeval instinct to protect. Being a mother is knowing every park in a 5 mile radius of your home and which shops have toilet facilities. Being […] Read more…

And then he was one!

I know this is a complete cliché, but I don’t know what happened.  One minute I was inhaling gas and air as if my life depended on it, and growling at anyone who dared try to take it away, then I blinked, and my baby was one. If you are against soppiness and slush of […] Read more…

Valentine Schmalentine

Valentine’s day is nearly upon us.  How it’s changed for me over the years.  In my teens I would obsess over the perfect Valentine card to give the boy of the hour.  And when it wasn’t reciprocated I would spend hours crying into my pillow whilst listening to Roxette “It must have been Love”.  In […] Read more…

Dear friend with no children

We don’t seem to be able to find the time to see each other that much these days.  We used to spend Saturdays mooching round the shops, and evenings hitting the bars and getting drunk.  They were good times.  But things have changed.  I have these 2 little people that have sort of invaded and […] Read more…

Life Love and Dirty Dishes

Lessons from my children

  A few weeks ago I wrote a blog about the things that I sometimes miss from my life before children.  Despite never having the time to use my GHD’s anymore and being insanely jealous whenever I see anyone with silky straight hair, I wouldn’t change things for the world.  So to balance the equation […] Read more…

Inside the mind of a 5 year old

I am often highly amused, sometimes shocked, and always in awe of what goes on inside the mind of a 5 year old. Today for example, my 5 year old is off for a sleepover at Nana and Grampy’s house.  He announced (at a very ungodly hour) this morning, that he was packing his suitcase. […] Read more…

Mummy Badge

There are many, many things about becoming a Mum that you will be completely unprepared for.  Leaky boobs, dark circles under your eyes and spending no longer than a minute in the shower to name a few.  One of the biggest things for me was the first time I had to leave my baby.  I […] Read more…

Life Love and Dirty Dishes

First Love

I didn’t think as a parent I would be dealing with first loves quite so soon. I thought I had a few years of being the only woman in his life. This is not the case. H was only 2 when he got his first crush. We were on holiday and would take him to the […] Read more…

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