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11th January 2016
09:38am GMT

Ok so I DO know I can't win every argument, and in fact my relationship with Alan has been really good for me precisely because he doesn't let me get my own way all the time.
We have learned how to 'fight better' with each other over the years; no longer having ridiculous petty rows over the most obscure things that results in stubborn radio silence from both ends for weeks.
And now that we are parents, we can't ignore each other because so much of our family's happiness depends us as the 'grown ups' being able to positively communicate with each other.
These days, we still have heated debates and arguments about all sorts of things, but we have learned to take on each other's point of view rather than pig-headedly shouting our own point across until we're blue in the face, hoarse in the throat and no longer interested in dealing with each other.
Nobody really likes fighting with their other half. If you're like me, a row puts me in such a bad mood that the rest of my day goes to shit too.
As women, we do all have a little trick up our sleeve here and there to get our own way. It has taken me eight years to work this out, but I finally hit the 'disarm him' jackpot over Christmas..
I had just gotten out of the shower when we got into a stupid argument about who was being arsy with whom and how somebody needed to straighten out their mood before we took the kids swimming or else no one was going (you know that nonsensical rubbish I'm talking about?)
In the middle of it all, Alan started smiling and simply said;
'Ok well let's just go and have a great time. I'll buy you a coffee on the way'
And then he came over, kissed me and left the room.
Which is when I realised that I hadn't yet put a bra on.
Yes, ladies, boobs still win every time.
You don't always have to win an argument to be good at it - sometimes it's good to agree to disagree - but here are some top tips to follow the next time you find yourself battling to get your point across:
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