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A Mum and an Accountant

I know I'm not the first person to be a mum and an accountant nor the last. I don't want this blog to be patronizing or offensive in anyway but hopefully some mums or potential mums might be able to relate to some of these blogs. It is simply my thoughts and how I'm getting through some of the juggling acts. Also, I know that in a few years I will probably have found something I enjoy doing or some sort of work life balance and will be in a less stressed out place but until then, or as I get there, I think I will vent all my frustrations out on these blogs! And the responses I've had to the blogs have been quite nice which spurs me on to keep going.

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I can’t see the point in me having a practicing certificate.  I know when I first started to apply for it, I was getting frustrated at what a long process it was, trying to update it, get everything signed, send everything off etc.  When I got the certificate it really did feel like a sense of ac


I'm so glad it's half term. This first half of school term has been hard work especially as it is the first time I've ever had to do this. I'm sure by the end of the holiday, I'll be glad that my daughter is back at school but for now, I'm so happy!


My daughter has almost completed one week of school. With all the rushing around over the last week, making sure I had everything and trying out the school run in between work and then actually starting school, I haven't had a chance to stop and think until today.


I hate timesheets! For most of my working life I’ve been using timesheets that you’d think by now, I’d be immune to them. Being self-employed means I have to account for every hour (minute even) that I work before I get paid.


When you become a parent, you find there is so much literature about parenting and none of them seem to agree. Plus there's always new research going on and so articles are always coming out on how to be a good parent.


This year so far has been like a rollercoaster ride. I can’t believe it’s already July. It started off nice and chilled and then things just kept happening this year and I feel like I’m always playing catch up. ‘Once that’s done I’ll be able to relax’.


On Tuesday evening, I get a call from my grandmother asking me to come down and visit or stay for a few days. I almost never get a call from my grandmother. With my granddad being ill and my grandmother not being so well herself, this was a scary phone call to get. I immediately said yes.


Last week, while we were on holiday, we found out that our eldest daughter did not get ANY of the school places that we had listed. Not a lot we can do while we were on holiday except worry and wonder how it is even possible to be in this situation.


Last weekend I had the biggest scare of my life. If being a mum was a job, I would have happily quit last week.


On the eve of budget day, I’m swotting up on an entirely different subject. The time has come round for potty training my younger daughter. After the stress of training my older daughter, I am dreading this so much.