so a few weeks back it was oliver’s birthday. he’s a keen foodie and loves trying out new stuff and really does all the cooking in the house. so for his birthday i settled on a bit of a jamie oliver theme. oliver had attended westminster college with jamie but bowed out after jut 6 months as cubing a whole venison really didn’t shake his bones. i bought him a subscription to jamie’s magazine which is wonderfully put together, we went for some rather lovely grub at the newly opened barbecoa, with breathtaking views of st pauls cathedral
oooo arghhhh jim lad
so motherhood wasn’t a planned thing, it sort of just came along, kinda just happened. i was speechless for days, my husband however was grinning like the proverbial cheshire cat. then i had to call my new employers who had waited 3 months for me to complete my notice period for then me to rock up and say “hi, i’m here and i’m up the duff!” whoo hoo lets celebrate wasn’t really the reaction i was expecting but what i did get was an unexpected “oh well shit happens”
the mummies on the bus
so people always say that children grow up and learn so fast and everyone goes yeah yeah yeah, well you know what? blooming heck they were right!
seriously, i only found out i was pregnant yesterday and then within a blink of an eye and a sneeze ronnie is 2 1/2 and we are having such conversations as:
balalloons
eating out with friends used to be quite simple; ronnie was always pretty well behaved in comparison to some and actually quite a joy, as he would scoff down anything you care to give him. watching other mothers & fathers struggle to feed their slightly feral brood with even the simplest of foods was always sad to see, and I often wondered whether they were wondering “why did we bother”.
sometimes all you need is a hat
you awake on a monday morning and in just moments
count down to friday begins
one by one the days pass by and friday inches it’s way to you