During my pregnancy the only thing I was dreading apart from the inevitable pushing the baby out of my vagina part, was breastfeeding. It is the most natural thing in the world and yet the thought of my baby sucking on my nipples literally made me shudder. Regardless of my feelings towards it I still … Continue reading How it felt to fail at breastfeeding. My very brief breastfeeding journey.
Arlo's sleep routine is a common topic of discussion. Even amongst my family. Since eight weeks old Arlo has slept between 10-12 hours a night, on the odd occasion he's slept 'just' eight hours, I say 'just' because let's face it that is still remarkably good. First of all let me just say that we … Continue reading Being led by the baby from day one. Arlo’s sleep routine.
This post is an insight into my changing bag. I am of a nosy disposition and I always wonder what people are carrying around in their mum bags. So this if for all of you lot like me. If you really couldn't care less then equally I understand, so just scroll on by no hard … Continue reading What’s in my changing bag?
Firstly congratulations. Secondly if you've come here to read another positive insight into life as parent then you may be disappointed, but before you run and hide, hear me out. This letter is to prepare you for the struggles and to assure you that you are not alone, so here goes. The sleepless nights are … Continue reading An open letter to all new and expectant mums.
I'm going to keep things short and sweet. The right time is whenever you feel ready. I know mums who have left their baby (in good hands) after a week. I also know mums who have waited until their baby was 12 months old. It all depends on how you feel. There is no right … Continue reading When is the right time to take people up on their offer of babysitting?
Here I am ten weeks in and still waddling along struggling to find my feet on this journey of motherhood. Arlo and I are smashing it. Mission keep my tiny little human safe and happy is a go and I am confident in my capabilities of being a parent. The real issue is who am … Continue reading Finding my feet: What type of mum am I and who am I now that I’m a mother?
Disclaimer: Before anyone pities my partner, firstly he has read this so knows full well he is being used as an example of what not to do. Secondly if anything he now realises what a dick he was/occasionally still is and is thankful that I wrote this as apparently seeing it written down really helps … Continue reading To all the dads to be. Learn from his mistakes. Don’t be a dick.