Author Archives: Grin & Tonic by Alana Kirk
Standing Up For Routine
There has been a lot of debate recently – in fact, there has probably been arguments since the first homo sapiens were born – on the best way to bring up a baby. Recent rantings have escalated in no small … Continue reading
Driving me Potty
Potty training. A mental and physical challenge that requires uber-human degrees of patience and endurance. Tested to the limits, it demands a seismic shift in perspective, and a complete overhaul of the world as it’s been known. It necessitates tireless … Continue reading
Wonderful Women
Last night I laughed until I cried. I wept and screeched like a banshee and hooted and howled. I laughed in a way that only women can make each other laugh. From the belly and from the soul. It’s so … Continue reading
Is she demented?
Not a good start to the day. 6.05am and Daisy’s dulcet tones rudely stir me from slumber. I don’t know about any worms, but the only thing this early bird caught was a ratty retort from her cranky mum. She … Continue reading
A room of my own…
Women didn’t even have the right to vote when Virginia Woolf first voiced our need to have our own piece of space in a Room of Our Own. A hundred years later and feminism has taken us beyond Virginia’s wildest … Continue reading
Forget multi-tasking – we’re multi-careering!
The other night my husband asked me why I was tired. He knows this question is grounds for divorce but he seems unable to stop himself. I gave him a withering look and explained calmly: “I’ve been in peace negotiations … Continue reading
Why has no-one invented Satnav for mums??
After months of hint-dropping – and running empty on present ideas – against my better judgement, I bought my dearly beloved a Satnav for Christmas. Unable to cycle to work anymore, he’d bought his own car and I thought at … Continue reading
Deceive to Achieve!
When I lovingly rubbed my pregnant stomach, thoughts meandering on the beautiful relationship I was going to have with my child-to-be, birds tweeted and blossoms bloomed in my rose tinted vision of girlish giggles and hand holding happiness. I wanted … Continue reading
Are we on Speed?
Speed is a relative notion – just ask the hare and the tortoise. Last week, when my mum came to stay, she took half an hour to make a tuna sandwich. I was incandescent with impatience. In the time it … Continue reading
Cherish your angels
Yesterday a close friend of my husband’s died. Just like that. He was 39, funny, caring, outrageous, and kind. He leaves behind a shattered wife, and the two loves of his life – aged 3 and 18 months. Yesterday, in … Continue reading