Whenever we talk to parents of toddlers the pre-loaded question that spews out of us is "have we hit the terrible twos?" No matter what the child in question is up to, be that sitting quietly colouring or climbing the walls like an arachnid on rocket fuel and fiz wiz. I've had approximately 7 million... Continue Reading →
In June we attended a Convention for an American TV show called "Once Upon a Time" in Birmingham and on my first night flying solo from River and Frankie I attended a Champagne(less) reception to meet one of the main cast members. During this few hours I met the lovliest gang of ladies a person... Continue Reading →
I’ve been quiet recently, I haven’t even had time to look at a computer let alone blog. What happened to the good old days where the baby would lie in his moses basket for 20 hours of the day whilst I caught up on Game of Thrones. Now as soon as he goes to bed... Continue Reading →
I've been toying with whether I would blog this one. I mean, River will one day grow up and read all that I've been writing and I guess only approve of 10 percent of it. This definitely falls in the "What were you thinking Mum?! My life is ruined when my friends see this" category... Continue Reading →
I can see why everyone talks about "baby brain" now that I am living it. I'm not convinced it's just because the brain shrinks during pregnancy but also because the blood drains from all organs every five seconds after your child does something else that makes your heart stop. It has no time to recover.... Continue Reading →
River turned 1 years old on Wednesday and it got me thinking about my expectations of the first year of his life vs the reality of how it all panned out. The problem with the internet, and by the internet I mainly mean Instagram, is that there are so many false representations of parenting. Pinterest... Continue Reading →
Today I attended my first annual big global latch on with River, I say first because I have no idea if he will still be breastfeeding at 2 years old. Yes, I meant to say he, because he's in charge. It's funny that even writing that might shock some people; that feeding my child past... Continue Reading →
It's been a tough old fortnight in the Donaghy-Sims house of woe. We've had some small ups but plenty of downs. We've been in our house for 5 years and never fed any of the walls (apart from the hall and River's nursery) a lick of paint so we decided to treat it to a... Continue Reading →
Before giving birth I remember texting with my friend Lisa about how scared I was and how I was probably never going to have another because I was so frightened. We talked about how people say that your second isn't as bad as your first and Lisa very honestly said "It's worse the second time... Continue Reading →
364 days ago (exactly) I packed up my desk, ready to end work for my maternity leave. It was only 09:05 but I was making sure I was going to be ready to go dead on 17:00, no hanging around for me! I dithered about for the rest of my last day answering the question... Continue Reading →
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