I cannot believe it was a year ago since I packed up for maternity leave. I’d wanted a nice run into having baby and getting everything ready knowing I could like a lot of people do, bolt accrued holiday on at the end of the leave in case baby came late. At this time, John, Rupes (dog) and I were in our rental house while…
Hokay so here we are again with a further instalment of ‘making it up as I go along’, AKA weaning. Only this time, I am enjoying it more than 3 months ago. Don’t get me wrong, I still have days where I’m like ‘we’ve got NOTHING she can eat in the house, she’s going to STARVE’ and moments where I’m all ‘why oh why am…
I’m so pleased to be able to share another real fertility story from guest blogger, Claire from Newcastle upon Tyne. Claire has had some real ups and downs but is currently expecting a baby this summer (2019). Claire suffers with endometriosis and also has low AMH. She also had real difficulties even undergoing fertility procedures without falling ill…read on for her full story. The road…
{Caveat: I’m not a medical or alternative therapy professional. Me doing castor oil therapy does not mean you should do it on a whim. I did research into lots of different things to help my endometriosis and settled on this as one of them, with a particular personal interest of mine on how it is also said to help fertility.} In line with Endometriosis Awareness…
Now then, this ain’t no ‘how to’ guide my dears. I, we, are in absolutely no position to push our attempts at trying to get the balance of old life, new life, parenting, earning money, not falling apart on to anyone. However, about a month ago I LOST IT. I was tired, confused, desperate for more help, more love and some food. I was drowning…
10.13am I’m sitting at a table for one in a kitchen cafe attached to a garden centre. Yes, that’s right people. A garden centre. It’s Friday and I have brought myself out for brunch. The table I am at is looking out on to fields. There’s a reserved sign in front of me for someone else to nab this spot from 12.45. So I’ll just…
I’ve been asked a few times to write a blog on this subject so behold everyone, here ‘tis. I get nervous hitting publish on things like this though as I fear I’m adding to the quagmire of ALLLL the opinion that mums face about the choices they make for their little ones. Because amongst all the opinion we can cloud over and sometimes fail to…
I can’t find time to: shower / clean the house / put the washing away / cook healthy meals / eat / drink / food shop / tend to my relationship / rest / sleep That mum over there is: still breastfeeding / so slim so quickly / fresh faced/ coping / reading a book while her baby naps / brave / nailing it That…
Hello and welcome to another round of ‘I don’t know what I’m doing’; a common game we play as parents as our weeny smalls stare up at us expectantly with all the trust in the world. Meanwhile, we peer back with an ‘oh god, I hope this works’ grimace and an ‘oooh this is going to be great!’ sing song. I started writing this blog…
I remember it so clearly. My husband and I were both taking a day out from work back in 2015 and were hanging out in East London at a cafe. Which incidentally, makes us sound much, MUCH cooler than we are. I mean he did have a beard then and everything mind you. Anyway, this was when I took a call from the doctors clinic…
