This time last year I was probably having a moan about being heavily pregnant in the heat and waddling around after an almost 2 year old. We knew there were tough times ahead with a toddler and a newborn, no… Read more ›
Since Willow got her Jenx Bee chair a fortnight ago, I’ve been battling with a feeling I can only compare to guilt, though not guilt. I want W to have the best chance possible at independence, I want to raise… Read more ›
What a week. I’m putting the aggressive emotions down to the supermoon as all the other kiddies seem to be suffering simular, so hopefully it’s all up from here. It may well be coincidental and a load of crap but… Read more ›
It was a toe dipped in the water really, W is only 9 months old but we were out of our comfort zone for the first time and at times felt like we were on show. I know it’s only… Read more ›
Our son is 32 months old today and what a day, today he told me with a beautiful smile while I was pumping that he has cows milk now, not Mummy milk. He shares our bed and we ‘pander’ to… Read more ›
I’m happily browsing Facebook when I come across a beautiful image shared by many friends of a woman carrying a smiling baby on her back, it’s a few beautiful words about nurturing your child by carrying them always in your… Read more ›
I bought Wriggles this t-shirt (from lactivist) while I was pregnant, it was one of only a handful of things we bought for her and I loved it, it says everything. At that time she was a normal healthy little… Read more ›
6 months ago it was hard work, I was pumping every 2-3 hours and we didn’t know if W would live, never mind ever breastfeed but we were determined to find a way, SHE WILL BREASTFEED we said. Well, despite… Read more ›
Your baby is crying and you can’t do the natural thing to do, put her on the breast or have a little dance/rock. What do you do? She’s almost 6mo and although she has her problems, she’s still a baby… Read more ›
Radio silence broken once more. We are now a family of four! Miss Wriggles arrived at the start of August, 38 weeks gestation, not so wriggly. I went into labour naturally and was progressing nicely, visualising the sea lapping in… Read more ›