Miss Cherry Red

I wrote here that I’d finally made the applications to the primary schools that I wanted Keira to go to. Well, my top 4 choices anyway. Well, the wait is nearly over. On Friday 15th April I will find out which primary school my daughter will go to. It’s a big fucking deal. This is [...]

Fucking doctors. No really. Fucking do-gooders with their all knowing, all seeing way about them. Who do they think they are? Yes, I know they’re highly qualified, highly skilled and we’d be lost without them but sometimes they should just keep their chuffing opinion to themselves. Especially when things go like this: Keira has been [...]

I survived a whole day at home with Keira. She refused everything I offered her for her dinner. Instead, she spent all afternoon asking me for biscuits and breadsticks. She even asked me to bake cakes with her because today I was her best friend. That’s right, I was her best friend. She didn’t just [...]

COME ON!!! 7.5lbs down. With another 20lbs to lose. I CAN DO THIS… I CAN DO THIS… I know I can’t release my skinny minnie on eating the right stuff alone, I need to exercise. Urgh. I feel sick just at the thought of it. The idea of me having to get into something tight [...]

Here we are. A few weeks in to the big diet and I don’t mind saying it’s been a bit bloody hard going. It’s fair to say I am shitting myself about tomorrow not looking forward to weighing myself.   I’m not remotely optimistic because if I’m honest.  I have really, really struggled. And I do mean [...]

Say it with me: I do not need cake.  I do not need cake.  I do not need cake. I think it’s fair to say that October was a complete wash out where the diet was concerned.  I know, major fail Anyway, after a supremely overindulgent few weeks I’ve gone back to fat club with my (huge stomache) friend [...]

It’s a shame she’s starting to have the mouth of a gangster. I knew it would happen one day. I was kinda prepared for it. Until it happened. Until I got the message telling me my sweet baby girl had used the word ‘fuck’. Fuck sake. Epic parent fail.

… I missed wordless wednesday because shit happened. So here it is, photo friday

What do you call it? Or moreover what do you tell your kids it’s called? Oh, I’m sorry, completely not clear - I’m talking about that part of the anatomy… y’know the ‘down there’ parts. That’s right kids, Keira has started to ask what the different parts of her body are called and why boys are different to [...]