Hello Mammy Guilt, again

The boy child is nearly three. He’s at that brilliant age where he’s a proper little human who you can actually have a conversation with.…

These Quiet Moments

   You snore. You get that from me – apparently, I don’t believe I snore but apparently I sound like a train breaking down, so…

I Am The Mammy Who…

So this tag has been doing the rounds lately, the lovely Danielle from the fantastic blog Lilliwhite Rosehas tagged me so it would be only…

Things to do in Cork: Cuidiú Coffee Morning

As I have said previously, none of my peer group of close friends had had babies when I was pregnant, or indeed had my own…

TwentyThree

I’ve managed to survive 22. For most people that likely isn’t a massive achievement, 22 is generally a rather nondescript year, without major party or…

Cork LGBT Pride :)

This weekend is the Cork LGBT Pride Weekend. There’s a massive list of things on for the last few days, culminating in the parade which…

How is it August already? Things I Didn’t Know When I Found Out …

Today is the second day of August, the eighth month of the year. It’s almost a year to the day that I found out I…

The War Against Mammy

My little fella is finally growing into normal, non premature baby, clothes sizes. Which gives us a lot more choice thankfully, because as cute as…