2 weeks ago, we lost a valuable member in our home, I completely took her for granted until I saw how much I depended on her when she was no longer there. She did so much for us for 5 long years, always cooperated even when we pushed her buttons…. Which we did often and used her so much, often forgetting to say thank you. She was left spinning often by herself as we carried on with our hectic lives. When the laundry started to mount and the house began to smell like feet, I really noticed how much we really needed her. My dear Bek, so considerate to everyone. Literally opened her door to all no matter how dirty they were. Whatever shocking state they arrived in, but just getting on with it anyway and we saw some sights and guaranteed 1hr 58 mins later, everything would be alright. My Bek… this week your replacement arrived, and she is like your twin. Same colour, same make, a little quieter but all in all, our house is starting to return to normal. We take comfort knowing your major...

  As I am sure many of you know, it’s been a tough time for England over the last couple of months. We as a country have seen things we never wanted too. Our children of the UK were targeted at Ariana Grande's 'Dangerous Woman' concert at Manchester Arena. Sadly, we lost 22 lives, one little 8-year-old child from our town. Then again in London, we faced further terrorist attacks on London Bridge and Borough Market. This attack did not just affect the United Kingdom, but citizens from all over the world lost their lives. After all, we are a multi-cultural country where everyone is an individual. Where we welcome all to live peacefully amongst us. Thank fully the majority are just that, peaceful and kind.  The nature of our country shone through when we were stuck with further disaster, L ondon faced the towering inferno of Grenfell Tower which was truly heart-breaking and the death toll is still rising. The country is pulling together on...

  After the very public questioning from Nathan on the bus the other day about the meaning of ‘semen’ following his lesson on reproduction at school, today he announces ‘Mummy, did you know sometimes girls kiss boy’s willies, why would they do that?’ Followed by ‘Is it true men stick willies up peoples’ bums?’, I began to think it was time for the talk. For those of you who have not read my previous posts, Nathan is 10 years old… almost 11 so I feel I’ve done well so far to avoid these types of questions. He has still never questioned me on the existence of Father Christmas which in the order of child development, I’m sure would have come first.   I was slightly wary of this talk, I was given the job of telling my little brother about the birds and the bees when he was in year 6. He wound up being gay, I’m sure I told him right. In fact, I’m positive I told him what went in what hole. I even drew him diagrams to show him what went where as he was in shock. He is not so ...

12 Things no one warns you about pregnancy and child birth… 1.        The moment you find out you’re expecting may not be that magical… Friday the 13 th , I found out I was expecting my first son. I was teasing my friend in the pub after work who feared she was pregnant, so we went off to Asda to get a test. It was a two pack, she did the first one and it was negative. We decided they must be faulty, so she got me to do the other one and it was positive. Deciding the whole batch must be faulty as there was no way I could be pregnant and her not be…. Surely! This was all going on in the Asda toilets! How naïve teenagers are! So, we travelled to Sainsbury's in hopes they were more reliable. Opting for Clearblue tests as they were the ones always on the adverts, we thought we could not go wrong. Same thing happened again, hers was negative and mine was positive. The penny started to drop. Finding out your pregnant in a public toilet…so classy! ...

Welcome to my blog of six hands and six feet. You've probably guessed it, these six hands and six feet are made up of three unique people. My two amazing sons and myself. My family. This post is a, sort of, introduction to our life.  My reason for starting this blog was the stigma attached to the single mum, the disgusted glances, the crazy questions and the presumption that you've birthed these children just for the money. Some of my all time favourite remarks have to be; "Do you know who the father is?" and "Find yourself a daddy for the next one." Don't get me wrong, I've had my compliments as well, telling me I'm doing a great job, but they come with the head tilt of pity like I'm under some hardship. People tell me it must be hard parenting solo. Honestly...I would not have a clue. It has always been this way. I've had relationships since but never had anyone take on the role of 'daddy' or move into our home. I'm no...