I Dream of Kitchens

A bit odd right? But it’s true. 

Parties always happen in kitchens. The kitchen is the heart of the home. Just two cliches that I LONG for. 

I cook less than I ever have. Relying on simple dishes for the kids and lots of convenience foods. But I always wanted to be that woman, in that kitchen, whipping up huge family sized portions of delicious food, and storing the leftovers in the freezer for lazy days. 

I still love cooking. I just don’t love doing it in my kitchen. 

It is the smallest kitchen I have ever seen. And though we really like where we live, I’d move in a heartbeat if only because of the kitchen. 

G loves to help cook, but I rarely let him, purely because of how little space there is. Wherever he is it’s far too close to the oven and hob, and I’m constantly worried that one wrong move will end up in a trip to a&e. 

There’s no way two people can cook together, which is a real shame because myself and Mr H can make a really good team. But even just flicking the kettle on whilst the other stirs the saucepan leaves us trapped and jostling for space. 
Just a handful of dirty plates and cutlery, waiting to go in the already full dishwasher, takes over the whole side. It is a constant battle to keep on top of the mess. 

A battle that I lose daily and it really can get me down. 

Of course I dream of huge elaborate kitchens, with a central island and space for ALL the appliances. But honestly, I’d just be happy to have a bit more space, just so the kids can get involved, we can bake together (without my patience being tested to the limits purely because he is 5 inches away from the oven!) and I can rediscover my love for cooking again. 

I get that cooking daily for family is not always going to be enjoyable, wherever I’m cooking, but I wish I could dread it just a little bit less. 

What room in your house would you change if you could?

Mrs H xxx

Note: just in case it wasn’t obvious, none of these photos are of my kitchen! I wish!! Thanks UnSplash ;) 


Some Days the Fog is Thicker Than Others

It’s a given that being a parent is tiring. Night feeds and frequent wakings are pretty much a guarantee. A love of strong coffee is recommended.

Unfortunately I don’t like tea or coffee. I really wish I did. I get my caffeine through soft drinks and energy drinks. Not ideal but you do what you’ve got to do sometimes.

Everyone knows, and happily warns you, that once you have kids you won’t sleep much. It’s a given. Newborns aren’t programmed to sleep through. Nor does this necessarily improve as they get older.

But I’m not talking about tiredness. Not strictly.

Being a parent is exhausting. They just don’t stop. Ever. There is a constant need to talk. To touch you. To repeat the same thing over and over. And over. To do the same thing over and over. There’s songs to sing, toys to fix, food to eat…and not eat. There’s naps to fight over, and tantrums to field. I found the lack of naps often causes a rise in tantrums. It’s the only cause and effort graph I feel pretty certain of.

It’s really no surprise that many parents are wandering around in a fog. It’s not baby brain. It’s having watched that Disney film 4 times since breakfast and it’s only 10.30am. And breakfast was launched at the wall and may or may not still be drying there.

Then add the sleepless nights on top of that, and most likely several caffeine highs and comedowns and it’s a recipe for, well, for a parent.

I’m not saying that these things outweigh everything else. I’m not saying it’s not worth it. It is 100% worth it. I am absolutely grateful for my beautiful children. I absolutely love being a mum and watching my children grow and learn new things. But that doesn’t mean it’s not hard. That I don’t get touched out. That I don’t get fed up sometimes. That I don’t crave a trip to the toilet all by myself. Or that I don’t wait for bedtimes some days. And then the guilt will grip me. And that’s pretty tiring too. Catch 22.

I knew the sleepless nights were coming. I knew I’d be tired. I just didn’t realise it would be so mentally tiring too!

Some days, the fog is just thicker than others.

Mrs H xxx


Day Nine Slump

It’s only the 9th of October and I’m already in a slump! 

The prompts are great, and I’m loving reading everyone’s posts, but I’m struggling a little bit. 

I’ve got some reviews that I’m scheduling to share (not necessarily prompt related) but the photos need a lot of work so that’s slowing me down. 

I am in a bit of a hormonal grump today so that’s not helping. 

Today’s prompt was ice cream. Maybe if I just eat a tub that would help?!

What do you do to get yourself out of a slump? Is there anything you’d really like to read from me?

Mrs H xxx 


Do We Focus Too Much on Goals?

New Years  resolutions, quarterly goals, weekly targets, the list goes on. 

Whether it’s big, life changing resolutions like stopping smoking, taking up a new skill or small targets like only having one trip to Costa a week, we always seem to be thinking about the next thing. The next thing to do, or not do, and once we’ve done them we set new goals. 

Now, I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with this, I do it as much as I’m sure you all do. 
But should we focus so much on goals and targets? Always looking to the next thing. 

Are we paying enough attention to what we have and what’s happened so far? 

Are you taking enough time to appreciate the little things and the things we already have? 

Mrs H xxx