Ergebnis für "S'Mother" in Liebeskomödie

Dumped by his boyfriend and stuck in an unfulfilling job, jaded NYC ghostwriter Sam Carmichael can't be more miserable. Until the eve of his thirty-fifth birthday when his mother, Gloria, arrives with a present from the past. Years ago, exasperated by Gloria's matchmaking, Sam promised his mother that if he wasn't coupled up by thirty-five, he would do whatever she wanted to find a boyfriend. Sam was joking; his mother was not.

"Sounds like our moms are cooking up a scheme for Mother's Day. Did Evelyn tell you to bring a date and if you didn't, she could set you up?" "What? Yes, did Lois give you the same challenge?" The two old birds must've come up with the idea over a pot of their chamomile tea. "Yep, of course she offered it up with a big dollop of guilt on top so I couldn't refuse."

So I’ve had a baby. But motherhood isn’t quite how I imagined. I don’t live in a lovely cottage with roses around the door. I don’t know how to get Daisy to sleep. I don’t own a baking tray. And then there’s Daisy’s sh*tbag of a father... When Juliette has a baby, she knows her life isn’t sorted. Not by a long way. And most especially not with Nick, long-term boyfriend and father of her child. Far from living the dream family life, Juliette and Nick rent a city apartment and share a tiny, shiny elevator with executives and their takeaway Thai meals.

High off her success of playing matchmaker for both of her sons, lodge owner Ruby Cavanaugh decides to try her hand pairing other eligible singles—starting with her executive chef and her new event coordinator. Party planner Claire Choate has a cheating boyfriend who also happens to be her boss. After visiting Oregon for her brother's wedding—which didn't even happen-Claire is offered a job that gets her out of LA for good. How can she pass up an opportunity like that?

As a mother, I imagined myself somewhere between Mary Poppins and Jules Oliver. You know - growing my own courgettes, laughing whilst covered in mud, possibly having my own kiddie clothing range...that sort of thing. But unforeseen circumstances have thrown me far from vegetable patches and spoonfuls of sugar. I am currently a single mother, living with my parents. And this New Year, I am in need of a major detox. What am I detoxing? Daisy’s father, Nick.

So I’m knocked up again. Preggers. Up the duff. Or to put it another way...whoops. And while Alex and I get our heads around unexpected parenthood, I’m having all the usual pregnancy symptoms: throwing up, indigestion, sciatica, constipation, migraines and brain-fuddling tiredness. Mother Nature is a psychopathic old hag. Luckily, modern science offers some lovely distractions, in the form of cruise ships and European air travel. This summer I’m determined to get away. Mum is demanding the usual Duffy family all-inclusive Greek holiday.

Eve has never liked Christmas. So when her adored elderly aunt dies, the last thing she is expecting is to be left a theme park in her will. A theme park with a Christmas theme. And that's not the only catch. Her aunt's will stipulates that Eve must run the park with a mysterious partner, the exotically named Jacques Glace. Who is this Jacques, and why did Aunt Evelyn name him in her will?

So I’m knocked up again. Preggers. Up the duff. Or to put it another way...whoops. And I am in NO WAY prepared for the shit-storm of pregnancy. While Nick and I get our heads around unexpected parenthood, I’m having all the usual pregnancy symptoms: throwing up, indigestion, sciatica, constipation, migraines, and brain-fuddling tiredness.