We probably all had a pre-baby shopping list. Joyfully and excitedly listing the oh so obvious bits and pieces we would need when our little bundle of joy arrived. It probably went something like this…
As we celebrated Dangermouses first birthday a fortnight ago, it was a double celebration in our house. As you already know, she’s always been one to battle every feed, and we could have probably holidayed to Bali on wasted milk costs.
So, it was with great pleasure that the last box of formula was Rugby Kicked out of the door on bin day with a force Jonny Wilkinson would have been proud of.
To tell you the truth, a few weeks before her birthday, I started reducing the volume of formula and adding a splash of cows milk. I have no idea if this was helpful or not, but I did it with Tigs and hoped it might prevent a shock in a different tasting milk on the day of her first birthday.
more “The magic formula: Milky memoirs”
[Other possible titles for this blog included ‘Feeling like the worlds worst mother’, ‘Epic parenting fail’, ‘breaking the baby’ and ‘Has anyone seen my sanity?’]
So Dangermouse, she, like a gerzillion other babies, has a dummy. I have to be entirely honest, I’m not a fan of seeing peachy little cherub faces with a coloured chunk of plastic in. I don’t want to be judgmental about it, I don’t want to cause a tidal wave of debate, I’m just being wholeheartedly open on the matter.
more “Ditching the dummy (epic fail)”
No sooner had we all gushed about relishing digging out our jeans and boots, and instagramming beautiful photos of orange leaves, then we are cursing this damn season for the other joys it brings.
Pre children, the biggest dilemma a cough or cold brought was whether my snotty nose could justify a duvet day, or whether it would be a career limiting move, frowned upon by my colleagues.
As a new mum, I remember agonising whether I should cancel every play date or outing to a park, children’s centre or soft play at the very sight of a snotty nose.
We have certainly come a long way since then.
more “‘Tis the season …of seasonal asthma, colds and viruses.”
We never for a moment hesitated on whether to have another baby, after our first. The ‘when’ question was overrun by a sequence of events; life took a path seemingly a destined fate, as it so often does.
None the less, we still had a LOT of worries about facing life with two. Almost a year into becoming a four-piece, here’s a little look back at the details we fretted over, and how it panned out for us.
I’m sorry. I was that smug Mum that you got chatting to who you wanted to poke in the eye, as she described how her baby slept all night every night from a ridiculously young age. I realise now how much you must have hated me.
I hope it consoles you that I am paying for it now. ‘No two babies are the same’; never was a truer word said when it comes to sleep, in our house.
more “9 types of sleep deprivation”
Its funny how nicknames for your kids just ‘happen’.
Little Baby G has always been just that – little (2nd percentile to be precise). Since becoming mobile, at around seven months, she’s also become somewhat of a NUTTER.
And so, she became fondly known by all of us, as Dangermouse. (We have resisted naming her bespectacled sister Penfold;now that would just be mean wouldn’t it?!).
more “The adventures of Dangermouse”
I’m going to be straight up with you guys. This is a review. My first ever proper sponsored review in fact.
I was approached a couple of weeks back asked to review an online postal cake company, and after almost leaping off my chair to say yes, I mulled it over then thought, you know what, I don’t really like shop bought cakes? So it would feel kind of wrong? (PS I do LOVE a home baked choccy amaze balls cake, lemon drizzle etc etc before you switch off in horror).
more “Confessions of an anti-microbial Mum”
Pre-kids, I’d never heard of baby led weaning, BLW. But, in those early days of motherhood, it’s one of the concepts that you’ll be worrying about frighteningly quickly once you’ve recovered from the shock of owning a real live mini person.
If you’re reading this, I’m sure you know what it is, but just in case…. The idea is, that instead of spoon feeding your weaning baby pureed up fruit, veg, meats, combinations of the aforementioned, you allow them to pick up whole pieces of food themselves and gnaw away at the goodness. The benefits allow children to learn the textures, flavours, colours of real food themselves, and will stop eating when they are full.
So, in my experience of weaning x 2 here’s my honest (as always) review of baby led weaning (BLW):
more “Baby Led Weaning: The good, the bad, and the ugly”
Disclaimer 1: This post has nothing to do with minions
Disclaimer 2: Not likely to be a groundbreaking read, in fact if you don’t have kids, stop right here.
We moved little Baby G into her own room at 6 months, just 4 months ago. (Have you figured how old she is yet?!).
The thing is, things aren’t going so great. She goes to bed amazingly by 7 every night, and sleeps… ‘Like a baby’ until the nanosecond I get into my own bed and close my eyes. Then, she’ll wake every hour or couple of hours till the morning.
more “When to ditch the monitor?”