I’m delighted to share my latest post for The Baby Spot with you… My son is my world. I love him beyond belief. I love him so much that sometimes, when I think of him, I can feel my heart swelling and growing, filling with bliss. I enjoy his company; my miniature buddy, with his … More Have a little patience…
In parenting, one of the first things I discovered was that everything is all about stages. A mum’s time is occupied with varying, constantly changing, time consuming needs from birth onwards. It’s initially all about feeding, then weaning, progressing to the, backbreaking, hours spent finger walking and now, the latest phase I’ve entered; loitering by … More Pooping amidst the perennials
My little boy became a little less little this month, and his mama became just a little less required; pre-school has begun. Wow! It’s been in the diary for a while now, the dates confirmed, the settling in days agreed and the milestone fast approaching, and then arriving. It was, ergo, with a little hand … More He’s a little less little these days!
A plague is upon our house. Put a black cross above the door, board up the windows and turn away all callers; the humble cough has entered. It arrived with my husband. It briefly visited our son. And then it struck me down. On Christmas day. There’s only the dog who’s remained free from the … More In sickness and in health
In 2018 I’m going to aim to be more like my toddler. By this, I don’t mean my new year’s resolution will see me stamping my feet or refusing to eat anything green, no, as appealing as this might sound, I’m actually going to strive for contentment. I’ve found it utterly fascinating, and a huge … More Embracing my inner toddler
I was recently involved in a lovely series, organised by The Baby & The Boardroom, in which various mums were asked to write about a day in their life. As well as a bit of fun #ThisMum has also offered a real insight in to the lives of other mums and showcased a whole range … More #ThisMum
I’ve a little bit of an issue with Christmas this year, I must confess, which is most unlike me, as I’m usually a very big fan. I’m a veritable Mrs. Claus, in fact, that’s who I want to be when I grow up, and I’m thinking I’d do a pretty good job of it. I … More A bit of giving back, me thinks
Sam just did a poo in his potty. Not just any poo in his potty, I might add, but his FIRST poo in his potty. And it was rank, smelly and a completely disgusting experience which I’d really rather not repeat. But of course I am going to have to repeat it. Many, many times. … More It’s absolutely fine to heave at poo