My older son turned eleven and his younger brother nine in the past few weeks, their little sister was six in June, and as well as this meaning that the years are flying past it also means that I have a lot of experience with kids’ birthday parties. So, rather…
Every now and then when things are floating along nicely something happens to stop you in your tracks. In the midst of pre-communion chaos, one call did it. Check-up. Kept in. Hospital stay. Tests. Day release for the communion, “one of the great days out of my life” according to…
I decided to do a snapshot post, because, well, they’re easy posts to do but sometimes help me get a handle on things and I found this one that I had written in early June. If I don’t publish it it disappears so I’m going to hit publish and backdate…
I last did a snapshot post about two years ago- you can read it here. I happened on it lately and liked looking back over that little, well, snapshot of my life then so I decided to do another one, here goes. Listening to rehearsals for the school St Patrick’s…
I’ve been doing annual blog lookbacks for the last few years, run as a linky by my friend Sadhbh on Where Wishes Come From. I’ve found them a great place to reflect and to look at what I’ve done on Bumbles of Rice in the previous year and to focus…
If you follow me on social channels as they call them these days like Instagram or Facebook you’ll have noticed that the background to my photos has changed recently. There’s a reason for that. We moved house at the end of June, it was so busy with end of school and going…
Three kids. But there’s always one. One who pushes my buttons. One who shrieks at a pitch that sends me over the edge. One that wants “up on you lap”. One that refuses to talk. One that refuses to stop talking. One that won’t wash their hands, One that’s germophobic…
After almost ten years of parenting (nine years and eleven months to be precise) there are days (OK, weeks) when I feel still feel like life is totally chaotic and, well simply out of control. Order is beyond my grasp. In this time I’ve discovered some things to help me…
A week has passed. Realisation still comes slowly. We did this. The Eighth Amendment is gone. The women of Ireland have reclaimed our bodily autonomy. The shame is lifting. The moment of the exit poll being announced was surreal. Could it really be? Another, thunder stolen by the first, was…
“I’m a mother, a wife, a solicitor, a humanitarian aid volunteer. For a time I was an unmarried teenage mum. All of those labels describe me in part but don’t define me and none of them fully explain why I feel so strongly that we need to Repeal the 8th.”…
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