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Who the Hell are you?

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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Best 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. The true horror of soft play Soft Play: The Satanic Cesspit of Despair Winner of the June 2016 BISS (Because I said so) for Good to Know magazine. The […]

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I’m a poet, innit

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 I am regularly featured as blog of the day on Netmums and have been lucky enough to grace the Mumsnet front page and been blog of the day on many occasions. Freelance writing for Good to Know  magazine. Winner of June 2016 BISS linky with The Slow Clap My poetry was commended in the 2015 […]

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Latest Posts

Smelly Poos

September 29, 2016 | No Comments

Don’t whinge about your husband
some people don’t have a husband
or a boyfriend for that matter
or friends even – to have a coffee with, and a natter
some…

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The mum I’ll never be and the wasp

September 16, 2016 | 2 Comments

Yesterday I took my youngest son to the park. This for me is an achievement in itself. The fact that we were both washed, dressed and…

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The Mum Next Door

August 2, 2016 | 1 Comment

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 | 4 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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