I was recently asked how on earth I kept hope during our infertility and round after round of “treatments”. And, if the truth be told, I didn’t. I simply couldn’t. In the beginning there was hope, why wouldn’t there be? Those of you who have followed my blog regularly will know that it took me … More A hope in hell
A plague is upon our house. Put a black cross above the door, board up the windows and turn away all callers; the humble cough has entered. It arrived with my husband. It briefly visited our son. And then it struck me down. On Christmas day. There’s only the dog who’s remained free from the … More In sickness and in health
The Cuckoo Mama is going to the ball! Or, more precisely, the UK Blog Awards 2018! From over 4000 entries I’ve been whittled down to the last eight, in the Baby & Parenting category, and to say I’m utterly shocked, overwhelmed and over the moon would be an understatement! Indeed, I may even have had … More We did it!
In 2018 I’m going to aim to be more like my toddler. By this, I don’t mean my new year’s resolution will see me stamping my feet or refusing to eat anything green, no, as appealing as this might sound, I’m actually going to strive for contentment. I’ve found it utterly fascinating, and a huge … More Embracing my inner toddler
It’s beginning to taste a lot like Christmas! I currently have a toddler who can be bribed to eat broccoli, by the promise of a mince pie, a husband counting down the days until he’s feasibly allowed to eat brandy butter, we’ve hosted 13 adults, three under threes and two dogs, for a full sit … More “First we eat, then we do everything else” M.F.K Fisher
Rather humblingly, excitingly and incredibly proudly, The Cuckoo Mama has been nominated in the 2018 UK Blog Awards or #UKBA2018 as the cool kids are calling it! Having only begun my blog in May, this year, I have been utterly overwhelmed with the response, support and relative success I’ve had. It’s been a cathartic, fun … More UK Blog Awards 2018: A vote for lil ole ME?
I’ve a little bit of an issue with Christmas this year, I must confess, which is most unlike me, as love Christmas. I’m a veritable Mrs. Claus, in fact, that’s who I want to be when I grow up and I’m thinking I’d do a pretty good job of it. I love everything Christmas stands … More A bit of giving back, me thinks