After vowing never to have kids, I have 3 boys aged 6, 4 and 1.5 (son 3 was meant to be a girl). Having 3 boys seems to have turned me more ditzy than ever. Started this blog as my friend told me she likes all my funny stories and experiences due to my shrunken and tired brain. I still can't believe when I look around at my 3 gorgeous boys that they are mine, I constantly ask "when did this happen?" but I wouldn't change them for all the Jimmy Choos in the world.
Now a bit about me, have lived in London for 14 years always in west London. My job is part-time (3 dys)and I work for an NHS Trust that provides community services as Head of Equality and Human Rights. Its a great job as I can be creative with no big responsibilities (well I manage to avoid any responsibility) but try to making the workplace and our NHS services better for minority groups (eg. disabled people and people from ethnic minority backgrounds).
I try hard to balance work and motherhood but doesn't always go smoothly, always forgetting son 1's school stuff (have to improvise a lot), usually forgotten to send some important email at work when I finish my 3 days and constantly take at least 24 hours to respond to texts. My long suffering hubbie tends to keep things ticking along even if he asks all the time "what time do they start school?", "when are the school holidays?" and lots of other questions that he should know the answer to. Hubbie says that he comes 6th, first / second / third are the children, fourth me, fifth my job and lastly him.