Funny old things birthdays, don’t you think? They’re a bit like New Year’s Eve - as the big day looms you can’t help but mull…
Emma Campbell8 April 2018
Musings Blog Posts
I met a lovely fellow blogger and super mumma recently - Clemmie Telford of the Mother of all Lists blog. She was kind enough to ask…
Emma Campbell19 December 2016
It's been a funny old week. Ever since this whole cancer schmancer 'thing' started all those years ago it only ever takes me feeling a…
Emma Campbell19 November 2016
I’m torn. My three are hurtling towards five with grubby knees from the school playground, a million priceless questions and spaghetti sauce down their jumpers.…
Emma Campbell22 February 2015
Don't you just love it when things come together? I've always found it very handy that my best friend lives up north. It means that…
Emma Campbell13 November 2014
I played with the children yesterday. Monsters. I turned the lights off upstairs and chased them. All five of us ended up in a pile…
Emma Campbell14 May 2014
There comes a point in the evening when I don't want to get another glass of water or break up another fight. I don't want…
Emma Campbell19 April 2014
Well, I'm not having this. No way. 2014 is going to be my year, a great year not a year with bollocks and stress and…
Emma Campbell12 January 2014
My weekend away did me good. I say weekend. It was two whole nights but just one whole day of child free-freedom. Over in the…
Emma Campbell2 December 2013
I have a new Monday morning routine. Kids dropped off at school and nursery I head to my local cafe and meet with a lovely…
Emma Campbell18 November 2013
I'm having one of those weeks where, as if from nowhere, I am reminded of how it feels to be unwell. Fatigue, achey limbs and…
Emma Campbell23 October 2013
This is it. I've got what I wanted. Ella, Louis and Theo are in full time nursery and my days are now my own. It's…
Emma Campbell8 September 2013
It’s happened. Three and a half years in and the ‘twin thing’ seems to have taken a hold between my very own Thing One and…
Emma Campbell2 June 2013
The last few weeks have been strange. I’ve come to the blank page on several occasions and found myself staring into space feeling like I…
Emma Campbell21 March 2013
It’s been a good few weeks. Calm and constant with the only dramas being the ones that occur inside my head, me being the worrier…
Emma Campbell16 February 2013
Jake’s upstairs cleaning his teeth. I’m down in the living room at the computer. ‘Mummy?’ ‘Yes Jake?’ ‘I know the answer to this but is…
Emma Campbell10 January 2013
And normal service is resumed. Thank the lord. First day of term for my four, first day of recovery for me. They had a good…
Emma Campbell8 January 2013
I’m curious as to how other separated couples manage Christmas. If neither of them have ‘moved on’ that is. Like us. I’m bracing myself for…
Emma Campbell22 December 2012
It’s fair to say that I’ve been on a bit of a downer lately. Going through a delightfully depressing phase of obsessively worrying about my…
Emma Campbell20 November 2012
I went for a run today, for the first time in weeks. In an attempt to raise my endorphin levels and snap myself out of…
Emma Campbell5 November 2012
I had my right nipple tattooed last night. As you do. Or breast re pigmentation to use the correct term. Headed up to Harley Street…
Emma Campbell2 November 2012
Now I’m no Nigella – sorry, Nigellissima, but I do try. Sometimes. And when I do make the effort to step away from the freezer…
Emma Campbell18 October 2012
I’m anemic. This is a relief as it explains the overwhelming exhaustion, low mood and pale complexion that I’ve been sporting for the last couple…
Emma Campbell11 October 2012
Today was spent watching Ella scribble on a freshly painted wall in a gorgeous house in north west London and be applauded and rewarded for…
Emma Campbell9 October 2012
When I was in the grip of everything (and by everything I mean newborn triplets, a hideous break up and a breast cancer diagnosis) I…
Emma Campbell5 October 2012
Today was surprisingly enjoyable. There was none of the palpable tension that usually hangs in the air when a certain person and I spend any…
Emma Campbell23 September 2012
I’m in denial. Serious denial about the fact that in three weeks time I will be donning my scruffy trainers, borrowing one of my mother’s…
Emma Campbell12 September 2012
When we were good… The long oak coffee table that was the living room centre piece in my ‘old’ life is now back with me…
Emma Campbell28 August 2012
Jake was six when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. About to start chemo and therefore about to see my appearance dramatically altered I knew…
Emma Campbell27 August 2012
So, the smug Superwoman status I granted myself last week for remaining fighting fit in a house full of sick children has well and truly…
Emma Campbell21 August 2012
My Ella Bella is a feisty little thing, knows exactly what she wants and certainly seems to have been born without the scaredy cat gene.…
Emma Campbell17 August 2012
All of my four have got some kind of bug. The feverish, shivering, limpet-like mummy, mummy, I want my mummy kind of thing. In the…
Emma Campbell5 August 2012
I’m ageing by the day. Shuffling around the house in my slippers, bending over and not being able to straighten up without clutching my lower…
Emma Campbell5 August 2012
A couple of months ago I watched an episode of Supernanny USA. She was working her magic on a family with four children – triplets…
Emma Campbell19 July 2012
I recently got a call inviting me to take part in a photo shoot for Cancer Research UK’s Christmas campaign and so for a couple…
Emma Campbell18 July 2012
I find myself looking at couples a lot. I guess you could call it spying. I’m fascinated by how the whole relationship ‘thang’ works for…
Emma Campbell14 July 2012
If I’d read my horoscope this week I’m sure the advice would have been to stay in bed and avoid all human contact. From about…
Emma Campbell12 July 2012
I do recognise that I’m going through a bit of a manic phase at the moment. Running, writing, not sitting still for a minute and…
Emma Campbell9 July 2012
I had high hopes for this weekend. After a week of feeling like I was sliding down the good mummy charts faster than a new…
Emma Campbell8 July 2012
Drowning in things to do and having developed an acute phobia of paperwork I’m procrastinating beyond belief when it comes to filling in forms, finding…
Emma Campbell5 July 2012
I am frequently bewildered by how hard being a grown up is and often feel like I’m doing a pretty poor job of pretending to…
Emma Campbell3 July 2012
I went for a run this morning. I say run – it was more of a jog a bit, walk a bit, bend over to…
Emma Campbell2 July 2012
Driving Jake and two of his best friends to Chessington World of Adventures yesterday was a bit like being given a glimpse into the future.…
Emma Campbell1 July 2012
I had one of those moments this morning – verging on Hallmark. They don’t happen often but when they do they’re quite something. Walking into…
Emma Campbell29 June 2012
This morning, a certain person suggested ( and that’s a polite way of putting it) that I should stop wasting time singing in a choir…
Emma Campbell26 June 2012
I tell myself, on an almost hourly basis, that if I can just hold on until the end of the year when the triplets turn…
Emma Campbell25 June 2012
I had my annual mammogram yesterday. First day of the school holidays, first day of decent weather and it was off to the hospital to…
Emma Campbell24 June 2012
Not my usual Saturday morning. No Mr Tumble for me today or the usual living room squabbles. Instead, just after breakfast, I waved a cheery…
Emma Campbell23 June 2012
Ella has learnt how to say yes. It certainly makes a refreshing change from hearing ‘no’ two hundred times a day. It’s a rather sibilant…
Emma Campbell22 June 2012
It was choir last night. Without doubt, the highlight of my week. For two hours on a Wednesday evening in a church in south London…
Emma Campbell21 June 2012
So, after yesterday’s school run debacle Jake and I set off this morning, leaving the triplets behind with their Papa who’d come round to visit.…
Emma Campbell20 June 2012
Seeing your ex-partner playing with your children messes with your head. Happy scenes of father and daughter bonding, rough and tumble with the boys. Oh,…
Emma Campbell2 November 2011
The triplets are asleep, the macaroni cheese for tonight’s dinner is ready and so hey, why not start a blog! I’ve barely had time to clean…
Emma Campbell29 October 2011