Plastic Free July: The Parenting Edition

You’re probably about to roll your eyes and think ‘here she is, harping on about plastic again’…well yes, I am at it again but if it got Sir David Attenborough onto the stage at Glastonbury, then I’m pretty sure it’s a hot topic! So, I’m going to revel in the fact I’m on trend for…

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Pregnancy Ponderings.

My hospital bag is packed, the baby carrier has been dug out from storage and given a good clean, and the moses basket is set up in our room. I’m now 35 weeks pregnant, and I’m done. I don’t feel at all worried that I might have forgotten something, and I’ve not even looked at…

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Time To Say Goodbye.

I’ve just put a visibly upset Stanley to bed, we’ve had a little chat about what is happening tomorrow and I’ve explained that things will be fine. It’s the evening of Wed 29th Aug and everything will change in the morning. You see, tomorrow is the very last day Stanley will go to his childminder.…

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By order of the Picky Fussing Eaters

So, at age 3 Stanley adopted a Brummy accent, started wearing a flat cap and refused to eat anything new, or in fact anything that he had liked the day before. If we didn’t comply with his unreasonable requests then we were ‘taught a lesson’ with screaming, tantrums, hunger strikes and our premises even got…

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