Confessions of a Bad (but loving) Mother

Welcome to my world.  It is one of dirty nappies, babbling (both mine and the baby’s) and baby proofing.

I try my very best to be a good mother, but I fail every day.  We have a lot of fun but I’m very sorry to say that as a Mummy I am more slummy than yummy.  My daughter’s outfits tend not to coordinate and we don’t drive a Bugaboo despite living in a very respectable part of South London.

Put plainly, suburban motherhood and myself are a bad fit.  Square pegs and round holes and all that jazz.

However, I am loving it.  We have a lot of adventures, most of which are messy, many of which are noisy and none of which should be repeated to the health visitor.

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