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‘I’ll give you a lift back to the office in my car if you like.’ Why did I say that? Why did I not sneak away and pretend that I hadn’t driven? Why must I try to be helpful? The offer was made to my boss. A career woman with no kids,immaculate Armani [...] 1. Leave ten minutes earlier. Do not push your luck and stay for that last cup of coffee at your friend’s house whilst the children are still playing so well together. It won’t last. They’re all a little past it,a little on the edge. Leave now,leave now. Ten minutes is the difference [...] Today has been one of Those Days. You’ll know them well. Where everything feels like a whirlwind. When anything you touch seems to turn to shit. Or burns. When you try,try,try to keep your cool,to not rush but only succeed in getting a headache. When you don’t feel like you’re not [...] I know that I’m Mummy right now,that over time I’ll become Mum. But I’m also Caroline. I was here before you and my whole reason for being wasn’t always just the two of you. I know stuff. I’ve done stuff. You must remember this. Because there will be days when you’re all like,[...] It’s not supposed to be like this anymore. You expect when you have a new baby you’ll be up through the night,they need you. Your body somehow re-adjusts and you get through it. You know it’ll pass. People ask how you are coping,make jokes about coffee and matchsticks. They fib to you [...] As we sat round the table this morning eating our breakfast Little P sat on her hands,frowned slightly and declared ‘My done a pop in my hands’. We tried not to laugh and attempted to ignore her which,naturally,only spurred her onwards and downwards. ‘My catch it. Wanna look Daddy?’,offering him [...] We have two new things in the house. Our first Bratz dolls,fresh from the jumble sale,are well and truly in da house. Up until now we’ve escaped with a couple of hand me down barbies and a Little Mermaid. I’m no prude,but watching my two girls dressing a doll that looks [...] Be honest. Are you a bit hairy? A wee bit? I think I’ve always had the potential to be a bit stubbly but that potential is now being realised,allowed to bloom,now that I’m 35. I think I may end up as one of those whiskery old women unless I keep myself in [...] I don’t enjoy exercise. Never have. At school I would fib and say that I had my period so that I wouldn’t have to run round the playing field. It bores me. I’d rather have a nice walk on the beach,or sit on a park bench,anything but get sweaty and have sore [...] The deed is done. We have a new home and we’re finally living in it. I’d been stressing about it,wondering if it would be as nice as I remembered it,you know? We’d only viewed it once and that had been at night. Walking through my front door it felt instantly right;bigger,[...] |   |
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