WHAT would you tell a mum upset that her 22-month old boys were having a "tantrum" when passers-by stopped to have a good look at them in their pushchair?
This was the dilemma Parentdish agony aunt Joanne Mallon tackled today - and she asked my opinion too.
Here's what I said:
It's such a shame that you are letting other people's curiosity put you off getting out and about, your boys obviously don't like being the centre of attention, and who can blame them?
LAST week, I was the featured 'favourite mummy blogger' on MyChild.
One question asked was "What is your most overused parenting expression?"
As I told Emily I'd been interviewed, I quizzed her on what she thought my answer was.
She said: "Is it dickhead?"
Continue reading "A bit of a cock up on the parenting front" »
I SOMETIMES wonder what people reading this blog must make of me.
I don't think about it much of course. That would be well sad.
As it has touched on overeating and depression, I smile to myself at the thought of readers thinking of a miserable fat bird.
OVER at Who's the Mummy, Sally Whittle is raising the sort of questions that many women in business are asking about the term 'mumpreneur'.
Having met lots of 'mumpreneurs' on Saturday, it's a very interesting debate. But it's not the only one I'm mulling over. I'd be really interested to know: Mums in business - how much are you motivated by money?
Anyone thinking about whether they want to be known as a "mumpreneur" or not would be better off thinking about cold, hard facts about business in the current climate and how they are going to make a success of their company.
Do you agree?
Continue reading "'Mumpreneurs' - how much are you motivated by money?" »
HAVE you seen this poem before?
To succeed by Ralph Waldo Emerson
To laugh often and much
to win the respect of intelligent people
and affection of children; to earn the
appreciation of honest critics and
endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty, to find the best
in others; to leave the world a bit
better, whether by a healthy child
a garden patch or redeemed
social condition; to know even
one life has breathed easier because
you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
And while Patricia's deadline is up around about just now, it's a question many bloggers will continue to ponder.
From posting about poo to chortling about the funny things kids say, us "mum bloggers" don't shy away from the um, finer details of the challenges and joys of bringing up a family.
But how much is too much? Who says it's too much and why does it matter?
Continue reading "Do you say too much about your children online?" »
ASKED what winds me up, my answer is 'not much.'
Boy I've changed.
Years ago I was to be found head down, effing and blinding, starting work before anyone else arrived and finishing after they'd long gone home. In my work in regional papers (I wanted to make it to editor or at least deputy editor level) I was known - by some at least - as a right old cow.
I remember telling reporters who presented a lack lustre list of what they were working on, that they were taking the piss, bawling at them on deadline that their spelling mistakes were unacceptable and printing out what I saw as substandard work to put big red rings around it to show them the error of their ways.
|
By post: By phone: By email: |
Recent Comments