I have asked Mummy to write this for your birthday as I haven’t quite learnt how to type just yet. I hope that you are enjoying your day, working away. Mummy has made you a sandwich for once so I bet that has brightened up your day. I want to tell you how much you… Continue reading Dear Daddy
I feel like it has been a long time since I last wrote a blog post, and to be completely honest with you, I have struggled with inspiration on what to write about. I have realised that my writing technique comes from past events or experiences that I have gone through as opposed to just… Continue reading Is there ever a right time to have a baby?
So I’m sat here while my little one takes a worthy afternoon siesta and scrolling through my thousands of photos that I have saved on my phone. I am a massive hoarder when it comes to photos and I cannot possibly post them all onto Instagram. If I did I would most probably get blocked… Continue reading Collecting Memories
Weeks prior to my first day back at work I felt that anxious pang in my belly every time I thought about it. How can I leave my baby in the hands of anyone else? How will they know her routine that I have spent nine months putting in to place? Will they be able… Continue reading Going back to work after Maternity Leave
Now I’ve been pondering in my head for a while now whether to post a blog on such a demanding topic, one that brings so much debate among mothers and professionals. A topic that every mother can relate to at some point during their first few weeks of motherhood whether they choose to breastfeed or… Continue reading Breast is best – but not for me
That chicken madras was quite nice actually. Considering I always have korma. We had some of our best friends round for the evening the day before my little human was due to surface, and we thought we would try to encourage the labour. Of course we had already tried all the oldest tricks in the book, none being successful, and the last one… Continue reading New Beginnings – My Birth Story Part 1
Waddling towards the hospital doors felt very intimidating at this point. I was really hoping that the next time I exited those doors, a little human would have exited me. Sorry to be crass. No longer than thirty seconds of being in the hospital, it dawned on me that I really needed a pee. I… Continue reading New Beginnings – My Birth Story Part 2