Health · Home and Family · Marriage · sacrifice

The Ten O’clock Rule

It’s 10.36 on a Saturday night

And I’m in bed.

I’m in bed with a reputation that is starting to precede me.

Dinner-party done, table tidied, guests gone.

It’s only 10.36 pm and already I’m tucked up, amid crisp white layers of laundry-fresh bedded bliss.

Delicious.

Delicious it may sound, from time to time, either alone or with a significant [or not so significant] other. But don’t be fooled, this is no luxury. The Ten O’Clock Rule is a self-inflicted, self-regulated body-clock bootcamp. One that, might I add, is far from being relegated to school-nights only. No. The Ten O’Clock Rule has long since daily ruled this roost.

And it’s beginning to rule my life. Continue reading “The Ten O’clock Rule”

Children & babies · General parenting · Home and Family

Baby Bootcamp

Day eleven. 1.17pm. Baby propped. Bottle cocked. And here was I, a big fat shadow of my former self, barely recognisable to the world. And still in my pyjamas. I pitied the postman, I really did. Poor guy had more than he bargained for behind the door at number 88. A sleep-deprived bag of a woman, screaming baby in one hand, mobile phone pinging in the other. WHAT THE HELL TIME DO YOU CALL THIS? I wept. His non-smile said it all. He’d seen me in my smalls [or not so small lately] on far too many occasions. Miserable bastard. Continue reading “Baby Bootcamp”