Sleep, a taboo word in my household it would seem! As you may have read in one of my previous blog posts, Jack has been going through a phase of waking up at silly o'clock. I was having weeks of 4am starts, then on to an 8-hour stint at work, then coming home to a … Continue reading GroClock review

Anyone else got an 18-month-old that is pushing every boundary imaginable? We have only been in our new house for 2 weeks, so I don't know if it's the fact that he's got so much more space that he’s just running wild, or if he's simply getting used to his new environment, but it's as … Continue reading The kid is broken!

Dear Jack, So, you’re just over 16 months old, the four-and-a-bit months since your first birthday have been testing to say the least. You’re as cheeky as I expected, but you’re also a feisty little thing – feistier than I ever imagined someone so small could be. You know exactly what you want and how … Continue reading A New Year Letter To My Boy

I had my first mummy scare a couple of weeks ago– I had to take my baby to the hospital. Jack had been running a high temp for a few days, Calpol seemed to be doing the trick and aside from being a bit quiet and a bit off his food, he was our normal … Continue reading We had to go to the hospital

There's a lot of things you need to prepare for once you've had a baby – getting all the clothes washed, packing your hospital bag, but the one thing I didn’t prepare for was the amount of pain I would be in after I'd given birth. To be honest, it complete blindsided me, maybe I … Continue reading The pain that nobody talks about

I’m just going to throw it out there – I hated weaning! Yep, hated it. I know that comment will probably be met with gasps of shock and discuss, but sod it. Jack was around five and a half months when we decided to take the weaning plunge. I think the recommended age is six … Continue reading Weaning – my honest thoughts

My beautiful little sausage,Today is your first birthday. I cannot believe that our 8lb 1oz chunk is a whole 365 days old – I almost refuse to believe it.You have changed my life in more ways you will ever know, you’ve taught me that being a mother is the most fulfilling job in the world; … Continue reading A letter to my one-year-old boy

I've been going back and forth wondering to even write this. Before I begin I'm not saying that I suffered with post-natal depression – I think it would be insulting for me to class my little blurry patch as something that it wasn't. But I do want to say that the Baby Blues are pretty rubbish and I … Continue reading Feeling a little low

That first time I held Jack was like nothing I've ever felt before. All the panic and pain of giving birth had completely melted away, it felt like our new little family were the only people in the whole world - at that very moment absolutely nothing else mattered. As the day went on, visitors popped in and out; and at one point it was just … Continue reading The very first day