CURLY AND CANDID

Dear Friday the 13th

I’m not superstitious, and I am confident that today’s date isn’t unlucky.

Do you know why?

Because I didn’t break anything when I slipped down the stairs this morning.

How lucky was THAT!

Love her with a sore behind x

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Dear Kieran

I love you son but opening my eyes in the middle of the night to find you stood over the bed, half awake, half asleep yourself and waiting patiently for me to wake up so you can ask for a drink…. that’s a no-no.

Much as I love you, that is just freaky!

Love Mummy x

*****

Dear nasty bugs and coughs.

It appears you like my home at the moment. I can see why, we are a friendly bunch.

I’m afraid I must insist however that you PISS OFF already!

Her who hates seeing her fellas poorly.

PS I do however appreciate that you’ve spared me, good move, thanks!

*****

Dear School.

Please track down the little boy who in the last week has told Kieran that

1) When Taylor was born he fell out of my bottom

2) That when he fell out he was covered in poo

And give him a gold star – I have had LOADS of fun referring the associated questions on to Daddy.

*****

Dear Slow Cooker

How I love you. I pop you on after school run and then let you simmer away beautifully. You and I are having good times at the moment, experimenting with healthy recipes.

If you could just work out how to self clean I would probably divorce Roy and marry you.

Love her who loves her slow cooker x

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Dear One Born Every Minute fans.

I’m a OBEM virgin. I’ve never dared watch it because I know I will spend the whole thing blubbing however…. the births of my two were sospecial, one “normally” (if there is such a thing) and one c-section. Am I missing out?

What do people think, advise me! Is it THAT good?

Her who is conflicted.


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I like to think I blog like I talk… honestly. I have written about my lady garden, my first smear, losing my virginity and my pelvic floor (sorry Dad, I probably should have warned you about these ones) and this doesn’t embarrass or concern me in any way. The blog and I are very similar, curly and candid!

I occasionally post pictures of the kids and write about them (gloat about how perfectly wonderful they are when not doing what little boys do when they think Mummy isn’t watching) but am mindful that the internet is a very big world and down the line my boys will be able to read anything I’ve written about them. I’d hate them to be embarrassed by anything I’d written (I’m saving all that for the 18th birthday’s).

I write about Roy sometimes but not often, he is such a huge character I’m not sure I could confine him to a blog post. He trusts me to write about him any way I like. We are best friends as well as husband and wife and he knows I would never betray that trust and write something cringe-worthy (I actually can’t think of anything that I could write about that would make him cringe but if there was, I wouldn’t!).

Topic-wise there is little I won’t write about and not much offends me. If I happen upon a post that someone else has written that I don’t like for whatever reason then I stop reading, I can unfollow that blog, I’m not forced to comment. That is the beauty of the internet, I have the choice.

There is a huge amount of varied content out there to be enjoyed and to learn from. Every type of post contributes in some way, it may teach you something and it may make you question what you find acceptable.

Is there a line? Should there be a line? What won’t you blog about?