Survive your teenagers – get a Cwtchie and hunker down.

It’s Saturday night. I’m sat at the station waiting for my naughty 16 year old to return from a shopping trip to Cardiff – on a train a full hour later than we’d agreed. I’m grumpy.

The chilly February air is nipping my nose and, if I’m honest, I’m a bit cross. When I eventually got a text announcing the lateness – no apology, humph – I thought I’d lick my wounds with a nice coffee. But, Starbucks have run out of decaf so I’m stewing quietly in my first world problems. I’m plotting my revenge.

I might wait until all her pals are in the car and silently break wind. Nobody’ll suspect me.

At least I’m not cold. I’m sat here toasty warm in my Cwtchie hoodie blanket, snug as a bug. My hands are stuffed into the giant kangaroo pocket and my knees are positively balmy. I’d pop the cosy hood up, but I know I’ll get told off by my teenage tyrant if she and the boyfriend reach the car and I’m napping. I’m not a dribbler, but I’d give a trucker a run for his money on the snoring front.

Nobody warns you that 80% of teenage parenting requires long waits. Waiting for footy practise. Waiting outside the cinema, Mc Donald’s, the skate park. Waiting at matches, ballet practise, outside concerts and gigs that you’re not allowed to go to (even though you’d quite like to).

It’s a lot of Waiting.

Can I make a recommendation? Get yourself a top notch, cosy Cwtchie hoodie blanket. You’ll still be waiting. But Cwtchie’s cloud-soft, buttery comfort means you’re having a treat, even when your favourite coffee shop lets you down. And the next time you’re waiting and quietly plotting misbehaviour in your 80’s that they’ll have to apologise for, you’ll be cosy too.

You won’t be sorry. Promise.

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