January 2015 Archive

My story.. how I got published

Posted Tuesday 20th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

After winning the 2013 BiB award for best family blogger, I met Amanda Preston from LBA in an Agent session and told her about Confessions of a Mother Inferior. She read the first three chapters and encouraged me to keep writing.

Why did I buy an aubergine?

Posted Tuesday 20th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

So every mum I know is on a diet. Seems we all hit the Quality Street hard over Christmas. I get together with my pals over low fat hummus and celery to discuss how many Weight Watchers points it would cost us to eat a Cadbury Creme egg. I am not on the Weight Watchers diet. I am simply trying to cut back on sugar and dairy. I have Rheumatoid Arthritis and a cake addiction. They do not make good bedfellows.

This is Radio Mummy coming over the airwaves

Posted Monday 12th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

I used to love recording radio stations when I was a kid. Me and Sally ran Radio Sunshine. I sang catchy jingles and she interviewed boys we fancied. Everyone did it. My friend’s political older sister used to like playing Maggie Thatcher and made my pal play an angry minor being interviewed for the BBC. My husband would dedicate Sunday afternoons to playing Sabbuteo against himself and then make a radio station of the results. Oh the good old days.

What was the biggest waste of money this Christmas?

Posted Monday 5th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

So Christmas has been and gone. Dust-coated wrapping paper can still be found under the sofa, and only the too-chewy Quality Street are left in the tin. The tree has been taken down and put to the back of the garage. I heard a wonderful, or perhaps depressing cheat, the other day about someone who got a very large roll of cling-film and wound it round and round the tree. The tree complete with lights, decorations and tinsel would be kept intact “all ready for next year”.

What did you learn this year?

Posted Monday 5th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

So I am coming to the end of the toughest year of my life, and if I could sum up how I feel in one word, that word would be grateful. I am so very grateful for my life. Now I know about suffering, and faith, about strength and kindness. I had my comfortable life snatched away from me, and it is the best thing that ever happened.

A Christmas story

Posted Monday 5th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

So my youngest has her Christmas party at pre-school today. She was asked to dress festively, so she chose to be a Dalmatian. There was a list of food needed for the party blu-tacked to the nursery door. I put my name down next to the (shop bought) sausage rolls and then put my friend’s names down for sandwiches. Ho ho ho.

Breastfeed discreetly? No mum puts baby in a corner

Posted Monday 5th January 2015   By Ericka Waller

So apparently it’s rude to breastfeed in public. We should banish ourselves to a corner, for fear of embarrassing anyone. What next ladies? Will be we forced to practise chaupadi like they do in Nepal, where women are seen as so impure and untouchable when they are menstruating that they are not allowed to enter a house, touch animals, attend social events, or touch others. When they are served food, the person who gives it to them will not even touch the dish. And at night, they are not allowed to sleep in their home, they have to stay in roofless sheds.