Six months of Coops
In these 6 months my love has grown ferociously. I knew there was the ability to love a second child as much as the first but I don't think I was prepared for the capacity in which it floods your soul. Some days I still can’t quite believe that he is actually here after what felt like 265 months of pregnancy. And then I realise that so soon he'll have been out of my tummy longer than he was in. I feel so incredibly lucky to be his mummy. …View Post
The Last Time
My darling bumblebee, you are the sun. …View Post
A weekend well spent brings a week of content.
I would put my featured image as my face this morning, but in all honest I have no doubt someone would set up a GoFundMe page and send round a Samaritan. After about 4 hours…View Post
Now who’s the exhausted a**ehole?!
Imagine, I’m there drinking another gallon of coffee at 6pm last night in a bid to feel and look less like a dug-up-corpse for parents evening. It had only been microwaved once so I felt…View Post
So here I am, telling my 2 year old not to fuck with me till I’m highly caffeinated. Which, by my standards, probably won’t be till about 3pm. I feel slightly bad as it’s not…View Post