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
I’m sitting here having my smug little brew in my favourite Cath Kidston ‘Mum’ mug after winning a little victory in this never ending war against my very strong willed toddler. It was a battle I never thought I’d win; Harry vs. Milk. A few weeks ago, Harry decided that he didn’t like milk anymore. I’ve…… Continue reading Small Victories
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
It struck me after a very difficult week that I’m not a mum of a baby anymore. It really had been one of those ‘what the actual hell is my life?!’ weeks. I was wondering why he’s been so hard to settle and entertain. He’s been almost unbearable, nothing like my sweet little cub that…… Continue reading The bumpy road from baby to toddler
Dear Harry John I’ve been thinking about what to write on this day since you were born. Even though you are a deep well of inspiration and joy, that doesn’t make this any easier to distill how you make me feel into words. I have spent almost every minute of your first year with you;…… Continue reading A letter to my son on his first birthday
Dare I say that this motherhood business is getting easier? We’re now at a point when we are more than just treading water and we are getting into a nice comfy groove with everything life has thrown at us since our son came into our lives almost a year ago. He’s napping better, eating everything…… Continue reading Room for one more?