In a recent comment-conversation, the lovely Rose said: ‘Oh I envy little L, I imagine she has a great wardrobe of clothes!’ I had to think about this, because a) yes, she does (thanks to her generous grandma, little L is sporting Ugg Boots, pink Ralph Lauren corduroys and a white Petit Bateau hooded jacket in the picture above) and b) I envy her myself, because she’s better dressed than me. Realising this kind of hurt, but it’s the truth and it’s time to face it: I am a slummy mummy.
Posts Tagged ‘yummy mummies’
Slummy mummy and the well-dressed baby
Filed under: Fashion, Mummy stuff, Shoes, Style | Tags: Fashion, little L, motherhood, Shoes, slummy mummy, Style, yummy mummies
Hotsling baby carrier to give away. Attention: only for the seasoned user
Filed under: Mummy stuff, Nonsense | Tags: baby, motherhood, yummy mummies
Hotsling baby carrier to give away. Attention: only for the seasoned user
When I was pregnant with little L, I envisioned myself as one of those boho style mummies: long hair floating in the wind, wrapped in a poncho, baby L snugly propped into her baby pouch carrier.
What’s the (blog world) news?
Filed under: Mummy stuff | Tags: Blogging, motherhood, mum, pregnancy, yummy daddies, yummy mummies
I am grinning like a Cheshire cat. Gurgle.co.uk has published their list of Top 20 Mummy Blogs. And Metropolitan Mum is part of it. How could I not be smug? Especially as I am in such good company.
A new breed of yummy daddies
Filed under: London, Mummy stuff | Tags: emancipation, family, little L, parenting, yummy daddies, yummy mummies
A completely average Wednesday morning, around 9:30AM. Rushing around my local Sainsbury’s with little L screaming, juggling piles of grocery shopping on the pushchair. Queuing at one of the few tills that hasn’t been turned into a ‘self-checkout’, I dare to look up and count annoyed co-shopper’s looks against encouraging fellow mummy-smiles.
Result: one cashier who looks like wanting to kill me, a drunken dosser who just about manages a smile, two annoyed grannies disapproving my parenting abilities, four silently smiling mums and six dads. SIX DADS? Now, what is going on here?
London mum and wannabe illustrator. On a mission to find a decent way into motherhood without losing herself. 