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Let's face it. No mum really knows what she's doing.

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August 2016

Be in the now

So tonight I was a total bitch.  The past few days have been a bit shit, I'm sleep deprived thanks to Baby Leo and Sam and no one can function on majorly broken sleep.  I had picked up Hayden and... Continue Reading →

So you think you’ve got it all figured out

Here's a little something I wrote before the birth of our fourth and final little bundle of blue: So you think your family is complete. You think you've got it all figured out. You think your three perfect little boys... Continue Reading →

A Messed Up Mind

I suffered from Post Natal Depression (PND) following the birth of my first child. The birth itself was traumatic and ended in an emergency Caesarian under a general anaesthetic. I was unsuccessful with breastfeeding and bonding with the baby was... Continue Reading →

Insightful little bugger

Does anyone have that one child who is just a bit different to the rest? Insightful and wise well beyond their years, but sometimes they drive you so batshit crazy you want to send them back where they came from?... Continue Reading →

Birth Trauma

Birth pretty much never goes to plan. Women prepare birth plans to have their dream birth experience. However the baby has not read this plan and usually has his or her own ideas on being born.  And when the birth... Continue Reading →

Keep that innocence 

Childhood is such a fleeting yet impossibly important time. Our whole adult response to life is determined in these few short years. Our behaviours and responses to people are learned and so ingrained in us that by the time we... Continue Reading →

What they don’t tell you

What you're not told about becoming a mum....  That is starts from the moment you conceive. You're responsible for that little bean growing inside you which means you can't drink, you can't eat Camenbert, you can't relax in a hot... Continue Reading →

My VBAC story

  Giving birth. There are so many variants to this term. Vaginal birth. Caesarean. Forceps. Vacuum. Drug free. Epidural. Water birth. VBAC. Yet another wonderful birthing option. VBAC stands for ‘vaginal birth after caesarean’. I have found that some women... Continue Reading →

Being mum and being sick

  This is absolute bollocks. I woke last night with that queasy feeling in my guts. Like I'd partaken in far too much vodka and was now paying the consequences.  But it was a Monday night. I'd done the dinner/shower/bed... Continue Reading →

Gratitude

I saw a video of J. K. Rowling this evening talking about failure. Within five short years she went from being "poor as it is possible to be in modern Britain, without being homeless." (J. K. Rowling, 2008), to a... Continue Reading →

When it’s all too much…

This afternoon they broke me. The last four hours of my life have had the soundtrack of a screaming baby. A baby suffering from silent reflux. Add to that one three year old recovering from croup who has been whinging... Continue Reading →

How it came about

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