We are currently living in purgatory and quite honestly the Catholics played it down. We are one foot in "baby", one foot in "big boy" and balls deep in "malfunction junction." For a few weeks River has been observing us and how we go about our daily actions such as eating lunch and dinner. He's... 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 →
Since River was very young he has had problems with his chest, and no I don't just mean the volume of his cries. He's just been up and mostly down with colds and viruses. I mainly attribute that to my genes, my paternal genes are somewhat chesty so it's inevitable he will suffer the same... 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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