Author: Metropolitan Mum

The potatoe chips incident

This is how sleep deprived I really am: The other night around 4am chez Met Mum. Sudden noises. Commotion. Someone switches on the bedside lamp. I blink. The husband passes me something heavy. I blink again. A heavy bag of potatoes. What did he just say? Me: ‘Potato chips? You want me to make potato […]

Here’s to all the single parents

My husband is away for the weekend. Both kids have been bathed, fed and tucked into bed by seven o’clock last night. This morning we all had breakfast, I had a shower (wahey!) and a load of laundry is now rumbling in the washing machine. And here I am, feeling smug like Superwoman (and also […]

Movember

Big M is growing a moustache. All for a good cause and all limited to the month of November. Thank God for that – I’m no fan of kissing a cactus. Here’s what it’s all about (in Big M’s words):

A post bump wedding outfit

So. I haven’t really been bothered by my baby flab so far. It’ only been four and a half weeks, and from initially 17 kilos more on the scales, I am already down to a mere seven kilos maternal surplus. Partly thanks to breastfeeding, but mostly down to losing my appetite and being too tired […]