There’s a fussy eater in the house. It’s certainly not me or Craig, who set upon anything remotely edible in our path with luxuriant fervour seen only in George Romero’s (RIP) zombie movies. Harry started off really well. He weaned early and quickly and it showed in his steady weight gain and above average height. But…… Continue reading The Colour Beige
Early motherhood, especially for a first timer is one of the loneliest times a woman can go through in my opinion. Ironically, something about bringing another person into the world can make you narrow your social circle somewhat. Parent and baby groups were horrid and cliquey and I’m painfully shy/chronically awkward anyway so they didn’t…… Continue reading The Mummy-tribe Trap
Here’s something I was working on that actually started to change into something completely different halfway through writing it. At the start of this week, when I started this piece of writing and for the 2 weeks previous I had been having one of the lowest and toughest patches so far on my stumbling trip…… Continue reading Fare thee well to the bed intruder
This week, as a family we decided to get rid of jars of baby food. Apparently they are quite a controversial method of feeding your baby but I needed the reassurance that Harry’s belly was being filled. We only ever used foods with organic ingredients and with no thickening agent in them and always read…… Continue reading Chicken noodles with a side of self-forgiveness.
The title is a quote from Albert Einstein and I’m realising more than ever how very true this is. There is so much to learn when you have a child but these are the biggest, most common sense things I wish someone had told me when I had my little boy but I had to…… Continue reading “The only source of knowledge is experience”
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