Working Mum: The arty battleground has shifted to breakfast

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By Tabitha Ronson

First it was impossibly creative lunches. Mums with way too much time on their hands creating elaborate lunchbox artworks.

Sandwiches shaped like cartoon characters, animals, iconic buildings; salad and vegetables carved to resemble fauna and flora; food patched and pieced together to resemble colourful miniature works of art.

Working Mum: Taking a Punch from little madam Judy

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By Tabitha Ronson

I was called in to see Master A's teacher at pick-up on Friday. Although small in stature, she has an almighty presence and is thoroughly intimidating.

She just has to look at me, with her withering stare, to reduce me to a quivering wreck. Heaven knows how my little boy survives in class.

Working Mum: My boy is a magnet for nasty critters

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By Tabitha Ronson

When I think we are safely over one thing where Master A's ailments are concerned along comes another.

I have spent hours researching Molluscum Contagiosum. It may sound like a spell cast by Harry Potter but this horrible little critter is not the stuff of fairytales.

Working Mum: The kids are alright, but what about the guilty mums?

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By Tabitha Ronson

According to a new report, women can have it all.

Yes, it's official. Woman can go to work, do all the housework, raise a family, enjoy regular nights out with the girls, look like Amal Clooney (alright that may be pushing it) - all without damaging their offspring.

Working Mum: Down at the nail bar, I scratch an itch for gossip and glam

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By Tabitha Ronson

Pre Master A, I was a regular nail bar visitor. Every Thursday after work, I would take my spot alongside other clients and let Janine get to work on taming my talons.

It was a ritual that not only left me feeling more feminine but also more in touch with life.

Working Mum: Why I confronted man filming kids in the park

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By Tabitha Ronson

Over the weekend, Master A and I went along to a free family event in our local park with one of his classmates, Talia, and her mum.

The sun was shining and laughter filled the open space. Children of all ages were taking full advantage of the activities on offer from old school fairground games and cake decorating to model car racing and crafts.

Working Mum: In the desert of my social diary, how can two key events collide?

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By Tabitha Ronson

For my birthday my friend announced that she had bought me tickets to see Kate Bush at Hammersmith.

At first I was speechless, unable to believe what I was hearing. This stunned silence was soon broken by one almighty squeal that lasted rather longer than was necessary.