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About Me

Hi, I’m Steph. In 2013 I became what they call a ‘parent’ and it’s been downhill ever since. I had no idea what I was doing and I admit that is still the case. Despite my parenting failings we went on to provide a sibling for the precious first born and that was our second ill informed […]

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Favourite Posts

A selection of my best posts that have been selected as blogs of the day or put on the front page of Mumsnet Bloggers Network and Netmums. Winner of the June 2016 BISS (Because I said so) for Good to Know magazine. The Slow Clap A letter to my first son on the eve of […]

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Here is a selection of my best poetry posts from over the last couple of years. Beholden was commended in the Mother’s Milk Books writing prize. A poem about sometimes taking our children for granted : Beholden Saying goodbye to my ‘breeding’ years : Farewell my baby years What I think when I see a fellow parent […]

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Writing History

Writing History During my first pregnancy I wrote a blog called ‘The Confinement Chronicles’ and I wrote at ‘Up The Spout’ during my second. I have also written for Leeds University at ‘The Gryphon’ as a mature student as ‘Extra Mature Fresher’ and blogged for Mothercare for three years. I have self published three books. My poetry was commended […]

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Latest Posts


The Mum Next Door

August 2, 2016 | No Comments

There is a mum next door

you’ve caught sight of at dawn

dragging the bins out at night

dragging the kids out in the morn

mostly you hear her

and the…

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Soft play: The Satanic cesspit of despair

July 30, 2016 | No Comments


It was on Friday, at around 10am, as I sat crossed legged trying not to show the room my granny knickers, on the PVC floor, wearing…

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Why the mummy hangover is the worst hangover in the world

July 16, 2016 | No Comments


It’s three o’clock in the morning and a man whispers into your ear the most erotic phrase known to a mum: “You promised you’d get up…

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The back of your head

July 14, 2016 | No Comments


Sometimes, when I’m counting the hours till your bed,

I catch sight of the back of your head

Once tiny, delicate on tiny limp shoulders

Now larger and more…

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Wake me up before you poo poo

July 9, 2016 | 1 Comment


Last Monday morning, at around five, as I sat, semi naked on the toilet with the door wide open, my eleven month old clinging to my…

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Depression : The search for Dr Right

June 5, 2016 | 1 Comment


A lifetime ago I joined a dating site in order to find Mr Right. I don’t mind telling you – I still have nightmares about it…

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