I confess I am chronically jealous of any of you mums who have perfect kid’s bedrooms. It just can’t be natural.

I was at a friend’s today for coffee and as usual had to use her loo, which is just passed the bedrooms. I use to think it was a kid thing that they did to check out someone else’s house but now realise that I haven’t grown out

I confess to being too independent for my own good, stubborn( though comes in handy) and have many moments of dizziness. Although these things can be considered good virtues, I do think I have more than a healthy dose of them

I confess to being very tempted when the kids were younger to send them to bed in their uniforms to save time in the morning. I never did though

I confess to constantly forgetting my kids ages and even their names are beyond me sometimes