Time stretches out before us each day, the second hand apparently sticking not ticking, as the question, 'Is it snack time?', plays on repeat."
"What other words for bum do you know?"
"Doing something for yourself shouldn't come bottom of a parent's list."
"My director has exited and I am left frozen in the centre of an empty stage waiting for my cue. What do I do now?"
"Mummy, may I have a vitamin please?"
"When it comes to critiquing my packed lunch efforts my daughter could have given Egon Ronay a run for his money."
"She yanks on my arms, she leaps on my lap, she hangs off my neck."
"Such is the organised chaos of the School Run each morning."
"The innocent pleasure she takes from admiring her own sparkly toes or playing at pouting in the mirror seems harmless enough. "
"When that hot, sticky body clambers onto my lap my maternal love evaporates."