Author Archives: Grin & Tonic by Alana Kirk
Which Cartoon Character are you?
Since we mums spend so much time watching, singing about, helping to colour in, and picking up soft toys of cartoon characters, they can sort of take over our lives. The other day I even found myself thinking, “You know, … Continue reading
my favourite photo
Thanks so much for Hot Cross Mum’s tag – to show and tell my favourite photo. In this digital age when we have more photos than blades of grass in our garden, this was no mean feat. But I’m a … Continue reading
My history of feminism
Dare I open this debate again? Many previous blogs on the princessing of our daughters – and my responses (afraid to speak my mind if I’m honest, because the consensus seemed to be against me, and I was feeling on … Continue reading
High Fives
This has been a good day, for lots of reasons. We are snowed in and I managed a whole day trapped (ahem, that meant to read enjoying) in the house with the girls without any major tantrums. The girls were … Continue reading
Certainties of Parenting
It’s a new year and that means lots of reassessment, fresh ideas and approaches. Eat less, exercise more, write a lot, and watch TV less. Mmm, sounds worryingly like last year’s list… and the year before. And actually a lot … Continue reading
Christmas Surprises
We got more than we bargained for in our yuletide surprises this year when surviving Christmas took on completely new meaning. WE got through the day itself in one piece, despite almost exploding from overeating and almost imploding from the … Continue reading
Letter to Santa
Christmas Eve. Its here at last. I can almost hear the distant “Ho Ho Ho” over the crinkling of wrapping paper as stockings are stocked and stuffed. Have I been a good girl? Well, let’s see. According to the good … Continue reading
Loving Christmas
Ah Christmas…..always loved it. All that glitter and glutton. All that ho ho ho and he he he. All those presents wrapped under the tree, all those presents hidden in the cupboard waiting to be stuffed into expectant stockings. Little … Continue reading
Testing Times
I’ll never forget the shock and surprise when the first blue line changed my life forever. And the rollercoaster ride we embarked on, first with Daisy and then Poppy, was a journey like no other. But never did I think … Continue reading
Role Reversal
The girls may be responsible for most of my exhaustion (indirectly at least), but they also are my rainbow at the end of a crap day. Yesterday I hit the wall. Up again most of the night with various coughs … Continue reading