Miss Cherry Red

The following is an exact conversation that took place between Keira and I moments ago whilst I was putting her hair up in bunches.  She’s going out tonight with Daddy: K: Mummy, I love having long hair. Me: Do you baby? K: Yup, girls should always have long hair. Me: Well, you look beautiful with [...]

(Disclaimer: I am well aware that this post makes me sound like an ungrateful and whiny bitch.  I’m sorry in advance) Apparently my home town played host to a rock festival this weekend and that royally screwed up my bank holiday pilgrimage to my in laws. The Hot Geek and Keira on the other hand went. They left [...]

DISCLAIMER: I fully accept that this blog may offend. ********************** My rules are my rules and my daughter will abide by them. I do not sit her down and ask her what she would like to do and negotiate a happy ending. I tell her what to do. If she’s upset, we talk about it [...]

I learned a valuable lesson this week in how to constructively spend my time with Keira after she shared a secret with Daddy during her bedtime story. I learned that children keep nothing sacred. Here is parenting according to the Hot Geek: To teach Keira her numbers (eg: her times tables) To teach Keira to write [...]

Hello, after a mad rash moment on Twitter – here I am. So who am I, well I’m Barenakedmummy- mad Welsh girl, working mother, 2 daughters and an ever suffering husband (actually I think I may be the ever suffering one but hey!) There’s a theme happening here – Miss Cherry Red is half Irish [...]

I took a picture of my daughter at the weekend and the photo shocked me. I always tell her that she is my Baby.  My angel. Yet it occurs to me that she is not a baby anymore. I can’t even call her a toddler with any conviction. She is a fully fledged little girl. [...]

(rant alert) Remember a while ago I wrote about the perils and pitfalls of picking a primary school for Keira. No? Read it here. In September last year Keira moved into her final year at nursery. It was fairly seamless. She kept her group of friends and she made a whole batch of new ones. [...]

I say ‘just’ but I mean about 6 hours ago. And I don’t mean the ‘hey mum, I’m gay’ kind of coming out either. And before anyone accuses me of being homophobe – I’m not.  My brother is gay.  Deal with it. I meant the I-told-my-friends-about-my-blog way. I have been writing as 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 [...]