Tuesdays are normally a pretty banal day for me. I drop the kids at their respective childcare, do a bit of vacuuming and try and get on with some work. But not this Tuesday, oh no. This week I had the absolute privilege of accompanying Hannah Lawton, one...

All the talk among parents in the nursery playground right now is about applying for a reception place. In an area with several small and very oversubscribed schools that are good, and a couple of equally small and under subscribed schools on special measures, you can only imagine the level...

I used to be suspicious of Feminists, until I realised I was one. You see, it's almost impossible to be a woman and not be feminist - after all, who would willingly give up the element of choice in their lives, to be told what they should do and how...

This government claimed to be pro-family, yet they're attacking them at every turn - and my son's generation won't thank them for it.

When a friend asked recently if I would be blogging about 'maternity leave', I wasn't sure what she was talking about. Did she mean my passionate belief...

One of my friends has a saying; No sh*t Sherlock. And I guess that sums up my initial reaction to the study comparing working and full-time mums. The article claimed researchers had 'discovered' mums who took time out to work were healthier, felt less isolated and were under...

Two different but ultimately not dissimilar newspaper articles have caught my attention over the last two weeks about mothers and motherhood in modern British society. Both published in the run up to International Women's Day and Mothering Sunday, reading them left me not only frustrated, but with a question -...

In the month since the Times launched its 'Cities fit for Cycling' campaign, we've seen a huge groundswell of support - particularly in London - for pro-cycling change. As well as 25,000 people pledging support to the Times campaign and Thursday's Parliamentary debate on cycling, a ten minute...

Until I had my son Isaac, two, I didn't think any kids lived on our street. It was so quiet, the only time we saw our neighbours was when they got home from work or washed their car. But when I brought home my bundle of joy back in November...