Silent Sunday. One photo, taken in the last week. No words.  To see more great pictures search for the #SilentSunday hashtag on Twitter … [Read more...]

Yesterday, all of Twitter was buzzing with conversation about the latest John Lewis Christmas ad, which I'm told will air during the X-Factor tonight. Seems it's had 180,000 views in less than 24 hours, so there's every chance you've seen it already, but if not, you're missing a treat of festive loveliness, that has reduced grown men to tears in this house.  Of course, though, bloggers are cynics and there was the odd remark about the travesty of The Smiths … [Read more...]

Ask anyone who’s met Flea to describe her and the word ‘chatty’ is likely to come up sooner or later. My daughter loves to talk. She has an answer for anything, an opinion on everything, and a story for every day of the week. She loves language, too – she’ll never say ‘nice’ when she could say ‘stupendous’ or ‘awesome’ and one of her long-standing habits is to collect new phrases and try them out for size – at the moment half her sentences start with ‘To be honest’ or … [Read more...]

I was chatting with a friend online this week and they were explaining to me why an upcoming night away from home for a social event is such a big deal for them. She said to me: “It’s the first time I’ve been away and done something by myself that didn’t involve a hospital stay since I had children.”  This from a woman whose eldest child is old enough to vote. I nodded understandingly because, well, that’s what you’re supposed to do but what I wanted to do was shake her by … [Read more...]

Also known as: Sally's most popular blog posts.   In 14 months of blogging at Who's the Mummy, I've written some intense, heartfelt posts about parenting and the life of a working woman in her 30s. This, to be fair, isn't reflected in my top 10 most popular list, which looks a bit like this: Just Too Good Not To Share: my first real contact with the lesser-spotted Troll, a poor young chap who failed to recognise that 'Flea' might just be a nickname. And boy, was he mad. [read] Monkey porn: … [Read more...]

Want to work with me? I welcome contact from PRs and brands representing products and services relevant to the content of this blog. If you'd like to get in touch, please email mail@sallywhittle.co.uk in the first instance with brief details.  I don't publish press releases but am always open to interesting opportunities to meet with people, visit new places and try new things. Especially if there are going to be biscuits.  Advertising  This blog accepts advertising. If you'd … [Read more...]

Yesterday, Flea knocked over a picture and tried to tell me it wasn't her - it was the dog. Nice try. Except we don’t have a dog. Obviously I told Flea that it’s very important to tell the truth and that if she tells the truth, I won’t be angry, I will be proud that she has enough respect for me to be honest. Like most of my parenting ‘wisdom’ this is nonsense, of course. I’m a compulsive liar as a parent. Some of the untruths I have told this week include: Of course I can make … [Read more...]

  I have a bit of a ‘thing’ about teeth. You know how some people have that anxiety dream about being naked in a crowd, or missing an exam? Mine is about my teeth falling out.So, I was a bit anxious about the idea of voluntarily allowing someone to take out one of my wisdom teeth. What if it hurt a lot? What if they took the wrong one? What if they pulled out one tooth, and it turned out that tooth was what was holding in the others and they ALL fell out? Needless to say, I was a … [Read more...]

I don't usually write guest posts on this blog. Well, never, in fact. But a fellow blogger has written this post and asked me to publish it here for reasons that will become clear. Thanks to them for taking the time to write this and share it with us, and sorry for taking so long to publish your work! It's Hard To Hear The Unwanted Truth A day or so after Sally wrote a post about how you know you need a blogging intervention I had the conversation below with my dad. I had it mostly … [Read more...]