School’s out forever!

His final week. Primary school done. We’ve had countless ‘lasts’ – assemblies, performances, photos, trips, discos – schools seem to really know how to drag these things out. But whilst I’ll of course miss the big events, it’s the loss of little things that will have the biggest impact. No more holding hands to cross…

Return of the Mum Guilt

It’s back. The guilt. The worry. The constant self doubt of working motherhood. It’s been a busy and challenging time at work with lots of pressure, trips away, late nights and generally having to be ‘on it’. Every. Single. Day. Then we’ve hit the home straight of year 6 for Boy1. Yep, SATS week was…

It takes a village..

Since Boy 1 started year 6 in September, he’s been walking to school with some friends. No adults. Just the four of them. Alone. None of them have mobile phones. I should be worried, right? His group of friends are great boys. Friendly and polite, but not in an “it’s always the quiet ones” kind…

Hair chat goes large!

So, I’ve written a few times about hair. My children’s hair, my hair and how other people react to it. You see, afro hair can be quite a talking point. From the many different styles we can embrace, to how people think it should be ‘managed’, to how those reactions can impact people’s identify and…

The results are in…

So boy 1 didn’t quite get the grade for our first choice grammar school. He was 2 marks short! Whilst I’d prepared myself for the likelihood of him not getting in, knowing the odds weren’t in his favour, I never considered a situation where he’d be soooo close. So now my realistic, pragmatic, balanced thought…