A Student Sendoff Hamper

My youngest brother starts college next week, following four of five his older siblings off to University of Limerick. I was in first year in UL when Niall was born, and learned of his arrival by telephoning home from a payphone in Quinn’s pub. Twenty years later he’s off retracing…

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Breastfeeding in the Middle Ground

I hesitated a lot before writing this post. It’s not like me. I don’t hesitate in telling you what my boys and I ate for breakfast, packed lunch, dinner or tea, usually posting photos and recipes of it on twitter and facebook. (I probably should hesitate more about that, but…

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Beach Days

The kids (I can’t say boys any more since little miss Laoise arrived) and I have decamped to my parents’ place, the house I grew up in in sunny seaside Duncannon to take advantage of our little heatwave (and the childcare assistance) for a few days. We went to the…

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Bumbles’ First Birthday

I realised this weekend that it’s a year since we were on holidays so that means it’s a year since I started this blog, while avoiding laundry on the day we got back.  If you’re feeling nostalgic here’s where it all started out – my very first blogpost.  That post sets…

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A Bumble of Pink

I realise that some of you who read this blog may not know me in real life, nor follow me on twitter, nor be a Facebook fan and therefore you may be waiting with bated breath to see whether our new little “bumble” arrived and how we are all getting…

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Happiness Project Update

It’s two months since I did my Happiness Project post. I really couldn’t believe the feedback that I got from the post and the number of tweets and comments about it, it really seemed to hit a chord with readers too, just like it had with me. So, in light…

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Things that I keep meaning to share…

I have loads of posts in drafts that I haven’t finalised yet and in my nesting state of mind I thought I’d throw some words down (or should I say up?)  on things that if I don’t mention now I probably will forget about completely in the baby bubble that…

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A Wexford Feast

I am a proud Wexford woman, having been born and reared in the county to Wexford born parents, a purebred no less.  I was even careful enough to ensure that my own children have the all important “Place of Birth: Wexford” on their passports and I’ve been known to say…

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