Aversion is a good word. In fact, repulsion is an even better word. I am repulsed by breastfeeding.
From one Mama to another
Social media can be a glorious thing. A few days ago (OK, maybe 2 weeks) a tweet popped up on my Twitter TL from a mama I have been following and sporadically interacting with for a few months. Jules, like myself, is a mum, a blogger and reaching out to other mamas when she feels... Continue Reading →
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Then you were gone
When you turn to look at the toddler and realise he's slipped out of sight. When you look at your husband and the sheer panic on his face tells you he can't see the toddler either.
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Travelling in to darkness.
Travelling with small people is horrible. The constant anxiety of which one will scream next, the miles and miles of road ahead...
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Cooking up a storm (disaster!)
I'm not a proud baker. Not in the slightest. I think cakes and bakes have always been a matter of luck rather than charm or talent (and a hefty dose of "cheating") Yes, Dr Oetker, and Betty Crocker I'm looking at you! It's probably a good thing. Because now we have the toddler. Baking has... Continue Reading →
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The Dark Side Of Mama
"I must shout less" I hear myself say it. The little angel on my shoulder claps with glee. Yes! Shout less she says. You'll be happier. Shouting makes me miserable. Yet still I do it. I do it all the time. Every time I hear myself shout, I hate myself a little more. The shouting isn't... Continue Reading →
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Domestic goddess; Pupa
This week hopefully marks the beginning of a turning point in the general cleanliness and day to day running of the household. I've had 3 very exciting deliveries: 1) Vax Carpet cleaner. 2) Vax steam mop/cleaner 3) The life changing magic of tidying- Marie Kondo The house isn't a disaster by any means. We're... Continue Reading →
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A reflection on parenting
Day 10 already! thank you for popping over from Mummy Fever. I hope you are enjoying our #12daysofparenting festive hop! With 2015 coming to an end, I thought I would reflect on the year, and mostly, reflect on being a parent, and what parenting is; how it is compared to how I thought it would be.... 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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What’s the time Rory Wolf?
The teenager can't tell the time. At all. She has absolutely no clue. Nothing. No concept of seconds, minutes or hours, no grasp of quarter past, quarter to, half past, five past, twenty past. Nothing. She doesn't understand any of it. She can't tell you how long an hour and a half is or 3... Continue Reading →
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