As the anniversary of our ‘big’ wedding is tomorrow, I wanted to share this article from Bride Club ME, which appeared online a few weeks after. We were legally married the previous Christmas Eve, and I got pregnant (a very happy accident) in between, so was seven months gone as I walked/waddled down the aisle […]
I’m a few kilos off pre-pregnancy weight and WAY off where I want to be, but is that going to stop me having photos taken in swimwear the first time Phoebe goes in the sea? Umm… NO.
When my mum gave birth to me (after nine reportedly awful months of pregnancy then 24 hours of hell) my dad gave her a Phil Collins cassette. I don’t think this went down terribly well. The concept of a push present 30-odd years ago was unheard of, however, so I think he did okay. Fast forward […]
I’ve been doing Flywheel on and off for the last three years (eg I stopped when I was pregnant – any excuse – and when I’m skint it’s a bit of a luxury) and love to hate it. For the uninitiated, it’s basically spinning, but in a pitch black room, with amazing music and a […]
After nearly nine years in Dubai (HOW?) I’ve tried and tested a lot of services from the good and bad to the very ugly – never forget my Alistair Darling eyebrows after a heavy-handed tint – and am often asked for recommendations. To save repetition, I thought it would be useful to share my little […]
Here in the UAE we’re pretty lucky when it comes to the maternity ward – mums get to enjoy private rooms, en-suite bathrooms, movies on demand and more. But what essentials can you take to make the birth a little easier? Apart from drugs, of course. 1. For the baby Most hospitals will provide nappies […]
On the scale from Slummy to Yummy, I definitely flounder at the more slovenly end of the scale. And that’s ok. I’m not one of those women who gets their hair done every week. I wish I was. But a) I can’t justify the cost (haircuts are weirdly something I really resent spending money on […]
In the run up to our daughter being born I turned into a shopaholic, my hormone-laden logic being that if we had enough stuff, everything would be fine. I inexplicably became obsessed with Dr Brown bottles, buying them by the armload, and scoured online forums for lists of ‘must-haves for newborns’ convinced that there must […]
I used to enjoy travelling. Seven hours direct to Newcastle (thankyouverymuch for that route Emirates) would involve a few films, a few drinks and zero chat – apart from one hideous journey when a man started chatting to me at the gate, only to sit next to me on the plane, and talked endlessly about […]