Author: lycrawidow

Babywearing, breastfeeding mama, French speaker and daydreamer. Hopeless romantic. Loving, supportive Military wife. Guardian to my teenage sister. Cat owner. Lover of cars. Cycling widow and sports bottle changer extraordinaire. Foodie. Brain tumour survivor (so far) almost an orphan. No longer a twenty something.

Hosting like a boss (or at least not crying in to the gravy) 

On the sixth day of parenting, my toddler gave to me, a tantrum and a dirty nappy... Actually he does that most days! I'm sure you've already picked up some fabulous tips from Mummy Fever on how to survive the holidays as a host, so in honour of their blog, and all the others in this... Continue Reading →

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Noël à la Cripps 

It's day 4 already! Doesn't time fly when you're blogging! Thank you for joining in our festive blog hop where we have lots of prizes to be won! (Full details can be found on Mummieswaiting and all entries to be completed via the Rafflecopter at the bottom of this post.) Hello to those of you... Continue Reading →

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Don’t eat the Baubles-Christmas as a parent! 

Day 3 in the Christmas countdown! Welcome to those of you that have made it over from Julie's post on  Picking Up Toys and of course to my regular readers! Thank you all for joining in our festive blog hop where we have lots of prizes to be won! (Full details can be found on Mummieswaiting... Continue Reading →

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To toddler group, or to grinch?

Thanks for hopping over from The diary of an Unexpectant Mother and welcome to my post for the first day of #12daysofparenting hosted by Mummies Waiting. We have many prizes to giveaway! Full details as well as the all important T&C's can be found on the #12daysofparenting website. You will also find a Rafflecopter at the bottom... Continue Reading →

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Invisi-disability

I have a disability. Not really a life limiting one. Not a physically obvious one. Not one that makes people utter stupid, thoughtless phrases such as "oh! Poor you!" Not one that means I need a blue badge to enable me to park closer to the store. None the less, one that still forces me... Continue Reading →

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Teenage angst (an open letter to Mum) 

I thought letting Claire talk about things would help to get it out of her system, you know, that's how it works isn't it? You talk about it. You analyse, you approach it rationally as well as emotionally, you empathise, encourage, listen to what she has to say, and then she learns to handle her... Continue Reading →

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A new chapter 

Tonight, for the first time in just over two weeks Sebastien asked for boob. Most certainly prompted by a visit from a dear friend who is breastfeeding her almost toddler. It was excruciating. He tried to latch on both breasts, and it felt like he was biting me. It took all my strength not to... Continue Reading →

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Birth: Our story 

People love nothing more, when they see you waddling towards them, with your rounded ready-to-pop belly, than to relay to you all the crazy, scary, bloody gooey details of any birth they have seen/experienced/heard about/seen on tv etc. Birth, on the grand scale of things, is a very very small part of becoming a parent, at... Continue Reading →

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Toddler Ramblings 

If I could script Sebastien's day, It would sound something much like the below, of course, in this script, you cannot see or hear the whining, or the full blown "throw myself on the floor and kick and scream tantrum" (and that's just me!) but despite it being like living with a mini Jekyll and... Continue Reading →

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First kiss 

Teenager came bouncing through the front door this afternoon.  Her face said it all! She didn't just have the glowing cheeks of someone walking on a chilly autumn evening.  Oh no. This girl is positively glowing! I couldn't help it  OHMyGodWhoDidYouKissTellMeEVERYTHING (Tried desperately to be parent like, turned in to over excited big sister, oh... Continue Reading →

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