These were the words that we heard on June 5th this year. The words that took my legs and turned them to mush. The words that made my own heart break. The words that saw me lifting my face to the sky and begging, desperately pleading, for our little girl to be ok. Fear, guilt, sadness. Boiling over. Staring at nothing, motionless. Staring at everything,…
So I haven’t used ‘weaning’ in the title of this blog because…are we now weaned? We’re off formula so is that it done? We have completed the weaning mission? Who knows. Since last writing about baby and her food exploits though, a few things have occurred: She had a birthday cake – refined sugar free, more info below She has morning and afternoon snacks Bye…
I read somewhere, some time that the birth of your child is also a bit of a rebirth as a woman. A year on from the early arrival of our girl, I am finally putting finger to keyboard to tap out the story of her welcome to the world. There’s no real reason why it’s taken this long to get this out there. I didn’t…
I’m sat here in our little Portuguese garden while John nips out for supplies (nappies, wipes and nappy sacks) because we’ve run low. The baby monitor we’ve borrowed from the resort doesn’t work well outside so I’ve propped it up at the exact threshold of the house and garden while I try and catch some morning sunshine. It’s 10.10am. We’ve been out for breakfast and…
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…
