I promise I’m not writing this post with anyone in particular in mind. Oh how she lies. If any of these goodies end up my way on 14th May, then I definitely won’t be disappointed (HINT, Karl, this is a hint). This is the first year that we almost entirely ignored Mothering Sunday in the UK and have decided to go with the local Mothers Day celebration instead. For a brief moment I thought I’d managed to wangle two celebrations of me, but no. And so, with three weeks to go until the big day I’m sharing some lovely ideas…

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To all the women and men who are left behind. The work widows and widowers. The one’s who live somewhere between marital bliss and single parenthood.   We’re now forty eight hours into a two week trip. He’s in America. I’m still at home in Singapore. Two weeks isn’t that long, I know, and there are plenty of families that go for far longer without a loved one due to their job. But this is us, and our story, and the fact it is a lesser time apart than others manage doesn’t make it any less trying. My husband has…

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When I was 18, in January of 2007, I found a lump in my left breast. It was about the size of a garden pea sat near to the surface of my skin. It was hard to touch and impossible to ignore. I remember the moment I found it as clearly as if it just happened yesterday. And I remember every moment after that too. Ten years ago last week I had it removed. This is the story of me and my boobs… When you find a lump in your boobs you might be tempted to consult Dr Google. I…

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I don’t know if it was because I had overly high hopes for this place, or because it was quite hot, or because it was Sunday and therefore teeming with other families and tourists, but for us Gardens By The Bay was a bit of a disappointment. Yes, the kiddie area is pretty good- in fact if it wasn’t for the adventure course, tree house play area and water play we would probably swear to never return here. It’s just not (in our opinion) as good as other places to go in Singapore. Having said that, it is probably well…

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I know, I know. Every parent says this like they’re THE ONLY parent to ever feel this way. But honestly, kids, you need to just slow down a second. Whilst they’ve been busy absorbing the sunshine and growing like my most prized pair of weeds (I do have a collection of actual weeds to show too), I’ve been playing catch up. Or at least, trying to. I think I’m being outrun though. When the kiddies were little – even more little than they are now – the milestones seemed so much bigger and so longed for. The first time they…

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There are several upsides to our home schooling adventure, but there are also downsides. The main one, and the one that causes me the most amount of guilt, is the lack of facilities available in our 1200 square foot apartment. We are limited by space, not surprisingly, and our “classroom” is the dining table. It’s a set up that works for the basics – spelling, reading, writing, maths etc – but doesn’t offer us much flexibility for hands on activities, especially science. Ultimately we just don’t have the space, or the storage, for everything that the kids would be exposed…

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Recently I’ve had a few people asking me about home schooling. Not in a judge-y way, I don’t think anyway, but more in a curious way. Or just a “are you a mad woman” way. Maybe both, actually. And it’s been a surprisingly tricky topic to write about, given that I am neither particularly for or against it. I’m not a stereotypical home school kind of Mum, at least I don’t think I am. At the same time, I’m not totally against the idea. I’ve just never had any inclination to find out more about the home schooling movement. Not…

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Happy International Day of Happiness! Even though it’s a Monday (which for some might actually be a very happy event, who knows?). After all, happiness is a very personal experience. What you define as happiness might be anything but for someone else. When you stop trying to force it, happiness is pretty achievable especially in fleeting moments, and that’s what I hang on to in my least happy moments, and all I suggest anyone else do. Happiness for me might be going to the loo and finding there hasn’t been a pre-schooler in there before me. Or it might be…

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In amongst the booze, the food, the green and the general Irish-ness of this weekend in our adopted home, I’ve been nominated for a Blogger Recognition Award from Olivia of The Wilsons of Oz! How sweet is that? It’s one thing for someone to say they enjoy your blog, but quite another but for that someone to be a fellow expat blogger who is also figuring out life overseas with little kiddies in tow, it’s basically the greatest pat on the back I could hope for. And we all need a pat on the back now and again, right?! In…

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To my little Clara Bean, I know you can’t read this, not yet anyway. Well, you could if it was comprised of very short sentences made up of three and four letters words, but it’s not, sorry. Besides, you’re far too busy being you to sit down and read a bunch of words from me anyway. One day though, perhaps one day you will want to hear the thoughts of your mother when you were a little girl. All my hopes and dreams for you whilst life is still an endless journey ahead. You can have it all my darling,…

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