Coffee & Cupcakes

Well, once again I fear it has been much to long since I was able to sit and write dear readers! I now sit with so much to write that my mind can't compute it all into one post (the fact that you still take time to read these continues to baffle me and I continue to stand humbled and grateful for your interest!) My mind is wandering currently with posts on my 3rd child's first birthday, which we have just celebrated; mornings with my eldest child who despite my previous posts has suddenly entered a new phase of attitude I was not prepared for, for about another 5 years; the craziness of Christmas that has raised its festive head already and the still slightly mangled up toe that resulted from my half marathon (yes pick your jaw up I actually did it!)... so perhaps we will start there: I DID IT! Despite all my lack of belief in myself and my mental capabilities I ran a half marathon in the middle of November and I finished within the time I had hoped! I know it was only a

Happy September dear Readers... It's back the mad rush of school runs, nursery drop-off, pack lunch making, uniform washing, dance class and swimming lessons and somewhere in all that the rest of life must carry on! I am glad to sit for a few moments with my trusty morning cup of coffee and I must admit a few too many chocolate digestives and ponder the previous month! I recently celebrated by birthday - not a special one as the world defines but a birthday none the less... one that added a few more wrinkles and grey hairs to the mix! My birthday consisted of our car breaking down 6km from home...we walked home! Going out for lunch with my parents only to come home and find the front door was having an off day and we were locked out...even when I was holding the key!! Thankfully I left the bedroom window open so Josh could climb in...I guess his smelly socks do have a purpose after all!! (might explain the extra greys though!) However most of my birthday was spent hearing tho

I sit here with slightly tired legs and very wet hair... running in Hurricane Gert proved to be very fun but a very wet experience! Though I must say if you have to run...run in the rain (to any who passed me today, I apologise for my untuneful and panting singing)! Some of you may know I have given myself to preparing to run a half-marathon in 16 weeks - 15 left to go! It is a completely random task - as I have yet to find an official race at the end of my training, Readers I am beginning to think I may just make up my own! Why... that is an extremely good question, as you will also know that running is not my favourite weekly task! Well, the honest truth is I have discovered a rather horrible truth about myself recently and it's one I feel I need to put right! I am a cheat! Readers, bear with me on this one... If I can, I will cut a corner - we all do: example: most of us only hoover the parts of the lounge people will see, who really needs to move the sofa right? That

As always I feel like it has been a while since I last got chance to sit down and write - and even now this is a rushed post between bedtime and allowing my hubby his time on the computer...we really must get a laptop! Much of my time recently has been spent travelling, a most interesting experience... so I thought I would spent this post by giving you an insight into what it means to travel with 3 kids by yourself, and with 3 kids and a husband! 1. Always pay the money to check in a bag! When I had initially booked my tickets to take the 3 children alone to England, to do the necessary family visits and introduce Jonah into our past life, I tried to do the save money, living on a budget thing and agree to only take hand luggage. No problem right.... 3 children, 1 buggy, 3 hand luggage bags a nappy bag and 2 kids backpacks.... WHAT was I thinking! It was worth every cent of my £30 to put a bag in hold and ditch a couple of hand luggage bags. 2. Bring activity books! When on a b

My dearest Kezzia, The other day we sat together in a coffee shop enjoying, as normal for us, the biggest piece of cake we could find. I'd loved hearing about all that had gone on in your day and soon we began to talk about the yumminess of our cake and how too much would make us sick, under your breathe you made the comment "and it would make me fat"...  I must say sweetheart, that Mummy was slightly flabbergasted by your comment. I asked you to say it again , but you shyly refused! Sweetie, I was a little unprepared for that moment and  I did not want to make it into a bigger deal if it was simply a throw away comment - but you are only 6, so young and your tone made me think there was some true in your worry about getting fat.  At six years old the thought of body appearance and getting fat should not even be on your radar. Yet there we were enjoying our cake whilst you commented, knowing that if you ate to much it would cause you to put on weight and that wasn

I was asked a question quite a number of weeks ago that has since been playing on my mind, a simple and straight forward question for many but the for me... Readers, the reality was I wasn't really sure there was an answer... Prepare yourselves for this deep and life altering question.... "So Kat, what are your hobbies?" I told you deep!! A simple question but it left me lost for words... I know that is a rare occasion and it had not occurred to me it could be brought on by something that should be so simple?... However as I tried to form some answer to my friend who had asked, my initial response was something along the lines of "well I have 3 kids so there's not really much time for hobbies"... a sad reality that has become my normal. I fear to say that for many of us busy mum's it has become our normal! Our life, and rightly so is filled up with precious moments with young children (and a few we would regard as a little less precious), but have we

Can you believe it... it has been almost 2 years since I have written and shared a bit more of life's journey with you? I am guessing that maybe you noticed at first but then even the very thought that I ever blogged was pushed from your mind with the busy-ness of life! I know, dear readers that is my story! How I so enjoyed blogging and sharing my life with any of you who took time to read it - how privileged I was. And suddenly days turned to weeks and to months and the idea of blogging seemed just a distant memory, perhaps even something I did in a previous life! I rather like to believe that, when the reality maybe that my life has become so mundane there is little to share with you... So much has changed in our time apart - yet much remains the same. I am as always a lover of both my cup of coffee and the accompanying piece of cake...or two! I am still madly in love with my husband and enjoying the craziness of our journey together. I still take on to much and stress on