PR people. It seems to be a subject that divides bloggers. I really had no idea PR reps had well, such a bad rep. Earlier today I saw a genuine discussion about PR companies turn fairly sour within minutes. There was no aggression intended but it seemed even the mere mention of PR reps sparks a defensive side in some!

Of course it's down to the individual experience and for every 10 good stories there will always be one bad.

Well listen to my tale.

Last Monday was the National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Day. A day for grieving parents and supportive friends to come together to share in their pain and remember all the angel babies.

At 7pm the world was encouraged to light a candle in remembrance for the Wave of Light campaign. At 7pm I lit candles for those I know who have lost babies too soon and for those I have met through twitter.

My twitter feed was bursting with heartbreaking photos being posted of candles, 2,3,4 and 5 candles together and older siblings holding a candle for their lost brothers or sisters. I was moved to tears until I saw a tweet pop up amongst the sadness that made me almost boil over with rage.

BabyCentre who describe themselves as the world's number one pregnancy and parenting destination reaching over 25 million Mums in 22 markets every month, with 79 per cent of new and expecting mums online each month, with one in five expecting mums online visit BabyCentre every day, tweeted "Who's ready to party?"

They were hosting a twitter party discussing various parenting issues later that evening. At first I couldn't believe it, that surely they wouldn't say something so inappropriate, so insensitive and thoughtless, that surely they would delete it. No it stayed there all evening until the twitter party started and it got lost amongst hundreds of tweets.

I was so overwhelmed by my outrage that they could be so offensive that I went straight to their website found the contact details for their PR Agency and left an emotional and slightly rambling voicemail on their office answer phone.

To my amazement they rang me back. I had a lovely conversation with an eloquent and helpful woman who immediately admitted their big mistake and sincerely apologised. She explained it was an automatic tweet and they too, realised after it was too late.

The representative couldn't have done better to reassure me of their commitment to supporting parents and actually thanked me for highlighting the issue. That they welcome comments and feedback and would much rather people let them know they were unhappy.

I was really impressed at the way she dealt with my complaint and as one of the 79% of expectant Mums who used their site religiously during both pregnancies, I am convinced of their respect for expectant and new parents and despite being a global resource they acknowledge and listen to the little people like me.

Do you have a PR tale with a happy ending?

It was a miserable day today. The dogs retreated to their beds as did the baby (can I call him a baby at 15 months?!) and big boy was happy with some children's tv whilst I prepared this game! There was a break in the drizzle so we made the most of the see saw, which in this Autumn weather has not had enough use and played see saw sums!

As big boy is only 3 we did some simple sums with a maximum total of 8, as I had drawn around the see saw into 8 slices!

He got the hang of it straight away and had to swing around the wheel of numbers, landing on the correct numbers in the sum.

Easy stuff like - he landed on 6. Me - "What makes six?" Big boy - "I don't know!" Me " Hold out 6 fingers, now take 1 away, how many have you got left?" You get the gist! So off to number 1 and 5 we went!

Even small boy enjoy it, even though he had no clue what the chalk meant!

You could try it with swing ball post in the middle or a plant pot with a stick in and string tied around the stick with your toddler holding the other end of the length of string.  Make up little cards with basic sums on for slightly older children too.

I have this debate quite often. But it is almost always with my Mum. We debate whether you would describe yourself as a mother or a wife first.

I wonder if my answer will stay the same regardless of how old my children are. When they have flown the nest and what is left is two people who got married/got together a long time ago. My Mum's answer is always the same. Mother first, wife second.

She has been married twice. Once to my Dad who I hardly ever see (they divorced less than amicably when I was at University and I believe the years of him not having obligatory trips to the zoo/bowling at weekends led to the gradual decline of our relationship. I say obligatory because unlike a lot of the attentive and loving single Dads I read about and know, it would have had to be forced upon him) and now to an understanding man with children and grandchildren of his own.

I say understanding because my Mum makes no qualms about the fact that she will always put her children first.

I know in my heart I am a mother first. Who I would save first if the house was on fire and who is my priority, not just because they need me more to feed them and entertain them, but who I choose to give more of my time to. My husband moans that he gets what is left over. What is left at the end of a long day, after the children are fed, bathed and in bed after a story, after we have eaten and after I have photographed some crafty blog post idea or other or caught up on Facebook or joined in some Twitter Mums Party.

You can imagine what's left is hardly any time at all. About 30 seconds before my head hits the pillow.

I also am guilty of calling my husband Dada when the children aren't even in ear shot. Fine to encourage small boy to speak but I'll admit it must be irritating to be made to the third child in the house sometimes! Talked to in a silly voice in baby talk.

I suppose it is what you do with the time that is left that matters. That it is ok to be a mother first, wife second if you remember that you were a wife in the first place. That that other person made you the mother you are.

And that it is ok to want to be a wife first. I know some people must find it unimaginable to want to leave your children to have a night or weekend away with your other half. But we have and it meant that for a very short time in the rush of daily family routine, my husband was the one who had my full attention.

They say that a baby is one of the biggest if not the biggest strains on a relationship. At what should be the most joyous time in your lives it can test your relationship to breaking point. I suppose it is easy to be all consumed with motherhood.

I realise the importance of finding a balance but know in my heart I will always be a mother first.

What would you say you were? Mother first or wife first? Can you being a good wife and still put your children first?