Little Pea is almost ten months old. He is just like most other ten month olds, he is crawling, babbling (well, shouting), picking stuff up and throwing it (at me), eating in his own messy way, and generally becoming a sociable, playful little person.
Just after Christmas, Pea cut his first teeth. Since then, more and more have emerged, some more dramatically than others – two appeared during the… Continue reading
A couple of weeks ago, Save the Children launched their ‘Power of the First Hour: Breastfeeding Saves Lives’ campaign. This campaign was endorsed by celebrities and bloggers and the tabloids and the broadsheets. This campaign was also the fuel of a backlash against breastfeeding in western society, with many bloggers and journalists and parents jumping on… Continue reading
Goodbye beautiful Matilda Mae… Continue reading
A little while ago I was chatting with other mums at the breastfeeding cafe, you know, all the usual stuff, doesn’t time go quickly, don’t these teeny babies change so fast, when will the bags under our eyes stop growing etc etc. All this got us on to the topic of baby clothes and just how emotional it can be packing up one size of clothes to make room for… Continue reading
Yesterday I napped with my two-and-a-half year old daughter. We haven’t bedshared (successfully) in almost two years. For the first seven and a half months of her feisty little life, we co-‘slept’ – we both got about twenty minutes of sleep during that whole seven and a half month period. The Princess hated sleep, and me lying next to her in bed provided the perfect distraction from sleep; there was… Continue reading