MumOfOne's Blog

I know that in four weeks’ time I will be in tears. In four weeks’ time, my daughter graduates from Primary School. The Mums have stared at each other in bewilderment. How has this happened so quickly? Where have the past eight years gone? The girls are taller certainly; some have even developed the dreaded teenage acne. But in our minds, they’re not much different to the tiny four year olds...

Put a group of 30 something or indeed 40 something year old ladies together. Ask them about their Confirmation outfits and wait for the shrieks of hilarity. Grown women will shout each other down, vying to win the title of Most Horrendous Outfit Ever. Personally I feel I have a good chance. Cream pop socks and knee length corduroy skirt anyone? So when it was my turn to be Mum who chooses, I was...

I like to consider myself a modern mum! I may be on the wrong side of 40, but I wear skinny jeans, I own wedge trainers (ooh, very cutting edge!), I’m adept at the GHD and there’s no sign of Ponds Cold Cream in my bathroom cabinet. ‘Middle age, my ass!’ is pretty much my mantra! All was going well … until my 12 year old daughter introduced me to Hollister. Dear Divine Mother of God...