Hi, I’m a 43 year old mum of two daughters, aged 11 and 8.
I’m mad about them both, but I believe parenting was seriously mis-sold to me in my earlier years. That promised rosy glow of maternal contentment? Turns out that’s available only when the kids are asleep, and it comes with a side order of guilt about How I Handled Everything Today.
And it’s not just parenting. It’s life in general. I’m still waiting for a proper grown-up to come along and tell me what to do.
This blog is a tongue-in-cheek account of getting through each week. I’d love to find people that can relate to my experiences, or at least laugh with (at?) me along the way.