I’ll save you the bother of reading the whole thing if you’re in a rush; A SHIT TON. Bye bye mummy’s overnight case. That now belongs to the small person. For the longer version and perhaps some tips, read on. Earlier in the month hubs and I ventured our first weekend away with our baby, 3.5 months old. The primary destination was Margate…
So I did not imagine that during the first bath for 4 months (pre baby) I would be mentally jotting notes in my brain about a blog post. But I felt overwhelmed with emotion. Through the glorious steamy scent of Neom Organics that a pal had kindly bought for me, I looked down at my body in the water and all I could think of…
“Let’s not spend a fortune as it will all be temporary before we do the extension…” “How’s the house guys? Still going to do the extension?” This is a classic tale of girl meets boy, moves in with him, buys a house that they rather cheaply dec out because who has money for that when you’d rather go on holiday? And I’m mainly referring to…
I think I’m seen as one of those girls…ok women, that copes. I think a default position in other people’s minds when stuff is thrown at me is that I’ve ‘got this’. This morning I didn’t. Whatever it usually is that I’ve got, I forgot. It went out of the window. While some of my NCT pals rejoiced in it being the weekend and therefore…
1.30am Baby is wriggling and writhing around. It’s been like this for 2 nights now around this time. Reflux? Colic? Who knows. I think colic, trapped wind. I assume she’s hungry too so I prepare to check her nappy by going to the bathroom and running some warm water in preparation for cleaning her bits with cotton wool. Yep I’m still using cotton wool at…
This is a blog I wrote midway through my pregnancy as I was experiencing a very weird condition making it near impossible to sleep. Oh goody, sleep deprivation before the baby’s arrival. Anyway, wanted to share as I’d never heard of it and consequently didn’t find anyone else in my preggo circle who was suffering from it… —————————————————————— I’m writing this at 23 weeks pregnant,…
Breastfeeding awareness week. If you’re a new mum, regardless of what side of the breastfeeding voyage you may be on, depending on who you follow on social media, it’s likely gonna get annoying. And ironically here I am adding to the plethora of personal accounts on the subject. A quick scroll through Instagram this morning and I’ve already been bombarded with photos of mums with…
September 2017 and John and I were heading into our final NHS funded round of IVF. Round number 3. Two frozen embryos left in storage at Create Fertility in St Pauls, London. I’d already taken a 3 month sabbatical from work earlier in 2017 to allow time for a few rounds, the second one ending in the cervical ectopic pregnancy you can read about here.…
Wow. The title of this blog still blows my tiny, sleep deprived mind. But yes, I had a baby. 3 weeks ago. I got pregnant in Sept 2017 after round 3 of IVF. I carried a baby (almost) to term and now she’s out in the world, safe (I mean, ish…we’re new at this!) with me and her daddy. I purposefully kept the whole pregnancy…
“What I would say is, and this is probably the hardest thing to do, is just relax about it. There have been so many people that I’ve known who’ve gone through several rounds of IVF and nothing happens. And when they’ve given up, and gotten on with their lives, it miraculously happens naturally… Sometimes stress itself can have a very negative effect. So try…
