Everyone keeps telling me to write down Drake’s weird words because he’s nearly 2 and still doesn’t say much that makes actual sense. He basically speaks his own language but am I worried? Not really. His communication skills are top notch it’s just actual English words that seem to be alluding us. Here are some… Continue reading The Drake-ictionary
I have a thing that I do to make myself stick to a plan. That thing is to say the plan outloud as much as possible because then I have to do it otherwise Drake will be disappointed. So yesterday I told Drake hundreds of times that him and Mummy were going to go on… Continue reading Dear Diary – Today we took the train
Yesterday I whalzed out of work with just my keys and phone in my hand and only realised I had left my bag when I was paying (or not as was the case) for Soy Sauce in Lidl. So my first stop this morning was work for my purse then town for some shopping. I’m… Continue reading Dear Diary – Today I forgot the buggy
My child is blessed with a gorgeous mop of blonde hair and has been since birth excluding the brief period of frontal baldness that plagues most newborns. Unfortunately he has never been a fan of having a hair cut and has screamed in 3 different barbers faces. Luckily for me his Nanny is a hairdresser… Continue reading Dear Diary – Today we got a haircut
My boobs. Once small but perfectly formed. Now small and imperfectly… well just imperfect really. Unfortunately breast feeding gives you the jugs of your dreams all the time you’re doing it but only if your dreams also include squirting anything within a 30ft radius with milk when your kid decides he’d rather look behind him… Continue reading Things That Have Changed Now I’m a Mum
In general 80% of my life revolves around food. Be it eating it, cooking it, shopping for it, or getting rid of it – yes I do spend a lot of time also talking about poo. Food is my thing so when it comes to feeding my boy it’s a pretty big deal to me… Continue reading Let’s talk about weaning….
Dear New Mum, It may feel like you are totally overwhelmed right now with love, anxiety, fear, joy, relief, stress, perhaps anger when you seem to be the only person in history who’s baby actually spawned from satan and doesn’t sleep. You might feel like your under carriage has just gone to battle with a… Continue reading To The New Mum
I have gone back and forth on whether to write this post or not. But it’s something that has been so significant to me as a Mum that I don’t think I could continue my blog without it. I haven’t told many people that I have/had post natal depression – not because I am ashamed… Continue reading Baby, Daddy, Depression, and Me…
Being pregnant is amazing – it really is. Just the shear fact that I have grown something inside me for the last 38 weeks (3 quarters of my year almost) is pretty god damn amazing. I mean this little guy started off life as a tadpole, an egg, and a sleepy Saturday morning in April.… Continue reading Things I can’t wait to do when I am not pregnant
First of all I have a similar problem to last week in that it is now Thursday and I am placed firmly on my new office chair (a birthing ball) with my laptop out, and I can’t remember what the hell I did yesterday let alone the rest of the week. But I am sure… Continue reading Week 37 – Baby Shower’s and waiting, lots of waiting.