yes, it WAS a long, very quiet weekend indeed.
So yes, it did in fact turn out to be a long and very quiet weekend. I had an early afternoon date with a friend on Saturday and of course, being a breastfed baby,...
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Babcia is here, and why I wish I spoke Polish
It’s going to be a long, very silent weekend. Krys’ mum is staying with us till next Thursday. And though she is an absolutely lovely person, she speaks no english and my polish consists...
working seven till five…
What did I tell you about keeping friends? I’m now more convinced than ever that I’m cursed. Cursed I tells ya! There I was thinking that befriending an Irish person would mean an end...
when I grow up…
It’s been one hell of a week. With Krys in full-time work, I’ve had the pleasure of having Roz all to myself from sun-up to sun-down, and boy is it hard work! I now...
belief and enlightenment über alles!
I have been struggling for the last two weeks to try and get Roz to sleep longer during the night (she sleeps a maximum of four hours at a stretch, and that rarely), to...
One rainy Irish day….
Today was the day of the great MORNING OFF. For those not familiar with this day, it’s the one day in the week when Krys takes care of Roz for the whole morning and...
Muscle, muscle mom. I wanna be a muscle mom
So I didn’t go to Bachata. Again! But this time I really do have a reason. I went to bed the previous evening and then had a hellish day with Roz. She’s currently going...
just one more pair of boots…
Ah, Salsa. How I love to dance. As I mentioned last week, I was getting myself all geared up for the Maynooth weekend Salsa school. I’ve been going there every June since its inception...
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