…and then did, practically the minute I became a Mum!! 1. The stain check and sniff test No, I was going to be completely organised, have drawers full of freshly washed and pressed clothing arranged by season and size. So if one of my darlings spilled some of their organic apple juice down their top,…
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These last few weeks have been long and tough, I’m not afraid to admit that actually I’ve really struggled…lack of sleep and an aching, heavy and ungainly body don’t really mix well. I can normally get me and the boys up and out at a reasonable hour, ready for a day out. But recently I’ve…
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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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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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It’s easy to moan about our other halves right? Afterall, they generally get a lot of bad press. I could easily write post after post about what I have to cope with as a Mummy, whereas Ben seemingly floats through Fatherhood with ease, but is this actually true? Nope, of course not. We’re on this…
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Dirt, Diggers and Dinosaurs 