PND

The penny didn’t drop until Harry was about 8 1/2 months old. I had thought that the terrifying cyclone of emotions I was feeling was just part of my post pregnancy hormones but it just wasn’t. It was something much bigger and darker. I think it started with breastfeeding.  During my pregnancy and at our…… Continue reading PND

Merry Chickenpox 🌋

Well that was an interesting Christmas! We had all these cosy plans with family and friends for Harry’s first ever Christmas week and it all got turned on it’s head when he caught chicken pox! So instead of festive walks, pub meals out and swapping presents with friends and family, it was oatmeal baths, scratch…… Continue reading Merry Chickenpox 🌋

Behind every teething baby is a Sophie the Giraffe with PTSD

I got ridiculously excited about my eight month old son cutting his first tooth this week. He’s been going through that dreaded blanket-term get-you-out-of-staying-long-at-people’s-houses ‘teething’ stage since he was about 3 months old, and after 5 months, numerous bottles of Calpol and a very tired Sophie the Giraffe he’s done it! Without flourish or fanfare,…… Continue reading Behind every teething baby is a Sophie the Giraffe with PTSD