… that I will be anything even remotely resembling a good example for my daughter. It’s not much use looking at Daf either. He’s just as bad as me… possibly worse. 1. We very rarely watch Cbeebies, or any other kids’ programme. With the exception of In The Night Garden, […]
On Sunday, Daf went to Conwy Castle for the day, to do some medieval-ing. We went the day before but it had been very wet and cold, and SB is still getting over this cough, so we thought it was best if SB and I stayed in. We did manage […]
This week, Daf talks about the trials and tribulations of studying with a young baby, and has some advice for anyone who thinks they can’t go to university because of their parenting commitments.
After all, nothing quite says “I have discovered the meaning of life” like riding a jeep through a field full of wild animals (West Midlands Safari Park, anyone?)
I never could have imagined, when I sat down to write that first post, just desperate to get the words out of my head, with an itsy bitsy teeny weeny SB growing in my belly, that the blog would lead me to as many opportunities as it has done.