So I hate to admit it but i am a 40 something (still the right side of 45 -just) mum who works in a grown up job leading a team of other grown up mums and somehow we all manage it.  What we do doesn’t involve kids but they bond us together at work in a way that makes it ok to walk into the office tell everyone to F**k off with a smile on our faces and chocolate down our Zara dresses.

I travel a lot for work, doesn’t that sound glam and guess where to – New York sounds even better now doesn’t it.  Here’s the reality – airport – hotel – office – airport home.  Knackered and having to be on form as i’ve been away all week.

I have 2 amazing daughters Jess and Liv, twins who are best friends and best enemies like most kids.  They don’t look alike at all and people often don’t believe they are twins, but trust me i know they are I bloody carried them both.  I’m married and have been for a long time – over 10 years and in todays money that is a LONG time.  Is it perfect hell no, is it tough, hell yea will we make it honestly god only knows but no-one can say its boring