As you read this, I’ll be in the car on my way to Blackpool! I decided that I would pack the kids up and go on an adventure. Minus the husband. I have decided that No Fear Parenting is the way forward. You see, my girls will be 4 in around 8 weeks time and whilst they still love a good old tantrum, life with twins is starting to feel, dare I say it outloud, easier? They go off and entertain each other and love to make up games so I am often left as a spare part. Throw big brother…

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I am English, so it’s only right that I have a moan about the weather. We love it don’t we? It’s what makes us English constantly talking about the weather – good or bad. There simply is no pleasing us but as a Parent the ever increasing sniff of sunshine an often make us groan a little inside. Here are 5 reasons why Spring can be PERILOUS for parents: The ice cream man. He is, and will be for the foreseeable, parked slap bang outside the school EVERY SINGLE AFTERNOON. Day one he appeared and we were enroute to the…

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As a parent, you can often find yourself focusing on what you may perceive as parenting fails; you fret over the days where you shouted a lot, gave them chicken nuggets and chips again, you didn’t clear your laundry basket or you were too shattered to play pretend doggies for the nineteenth time. It sometimes is easier to focus on the negatives then stop and celebrate your parenting wins. As parents you are on duty 24/7 from the second the word “positive” pops up on a pregnancy test. Even when you aren’t with them physically, your mind never stops.

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Tantrums are hard. Physically, emotionally and mentally for all involved. Charlie never really was one for a public meltdown but my girls seem more than happy to perform in public. With twins, the ratio of a public tantrum on any outing is definitely doubled meaning that it’s rare any day out doesn’t result in a momentous hissy fit over something incredibly trivial. We have had tantrums over putting a shoe on the wrong way, the wrong colour cup, unbuckling a belt and the main catalyst for any tantrum lately – having their hair brushed. Oh I am so evil daring to…

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Three and a half. What a wonderful age. They are old enough to know what’s going on and interact. They’re out of nappies and whilst testing their independence, there’s nothing like running back to Mom and Dad. Days out are easier as you’re not loaded down with a changing bag and the kitchen sink to keep them occupied. Life on a whole seems that little bit easier. Unless you have a three year old diva. Enter P1.

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[Advertorial brought to you by C&G baby club] #SoundofHappy Back in August I shared with you this post about what used to make my twins happy when they were babies. It is always so lovely to reminiscence about the early days when they are diddy, but now? I am surrounded by babies. Everywhere I look, everyone has got newborns. I am the only Mom at nursery without a pram but luckily I have lots of close friends who are pregnant or have just had little babies so I can get my baby fix. I absolutely adore the baby stage; it’s…

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As soon as you pee in your hand that little white stick and the word PREGNANT pops up, your whole life is about to change. As you wave a pee soaked stick around screaming, the enormity of what is about to happen really isn’t top of the list, as your brain goes into overdrive about due dates, pushchairs, maternity leave, the gender, if it’ll inherit it’s Dads big nose…  What you don’t bargain for is five years down the line when your stood on the playground and you yourself feel like you’re back at school. Gulp.  The school playground is…

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