Author Archives: Ciara McDonnell

I haven’t blogged in so long it almost feels pointless to say this, but friends, this is the end of our fanny-hurting journey. As my boys get older and closer to being able to use Google, I realise that I … Continue reading →

First of all, thank you to all the people who took the time to email, comment, Facebook or tweet me about the night terrors; you absolutely can’t know how much it has helped us. We have had marvellous success with … Continue reading →

Last Saturday I got a blow dry, painted my nails, shaved my legs and applied seventeen layers of foundation. When I was done, I went on an online date. NO, you scurrilous brats, it was a date of MOTHERS. Nineteen … Continue reading →

Sleep. Just Fucking Sleep. Since Matthew has started playschool my eyes have been opened to other women with the same hollow-eyed stare that I see when I look in the mirror every day. The slightly hunted look, the ever so … Continue reading →

We have reached an impasse. There is only so much more time I can spend with my children alone before I lose my mind. Every few months I start to feel antsy, and crave a life beyond the boys, where … Continue reading →

Last Friday, I nearly killed Mikey, by not catching him as he rolled head first down the entire flight of stairs in our house. This is made worse by the fact that two and a half years ago, I nearly … Continue reading →

Dear Woman-in-the-supermarket, Let me break this down for you. I am the mother of two small boys. They are aged two and three. Do you know what that means? No, really. Do you KNOW what that means? That means: In … Continue reading →

Ah, the sweet rollercoaster of emotions that is parenting tiny people. Yesterday, I cried at the beautiful glory of my firstborn, today I cried because I wanted to wring his neck. I despise the online parents who pretend that every … Continue reading →