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 →
Pregnancy and parenting is just one giant cliché. It's just a whole reason for people to throw their experiences at you like bowling balls that you aren't expecting to have to catch when you're just making a cup of tea or buying milk. "I carried low with my son, it must be a boy!" "You... 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 →
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 →
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