Dear son,
This week was a biggie. We found out your school place and even though the build-up has been coming for months, I wasn’t expecting to feel this way. When we viewed the schools I was excited for something new but over the weekend I had a sinking feeling begin to grow in the pit of my stomach and as soon as I scanned my eyes over that long-awaited email I felt sad. Continue reading “School Days Are Coming… And I’m not Ready”
Having your first baby is a huge learning curve. The nappies, the sleepless nights, breastfeeding, teething, weaning, learning to leave the house with the biggest bag packed full of items to prepare you for every possible circumstance. You cry, you laugh, you wonder why you did it one minute and the next you are beaming with pride… it’s a funny old time but you get there. The first year passes and your tiny baby gradually turns into an actual little person and then you have all sorts of other areas to contend with; toddler anyone?! Tantrums, potty training, why Mummy but why’s?!
And then you decide to do it all over again… Continue reading “10 Things I’ve Learnt Since Becoming a Mum Again”
It feels a bit odd to be writing about the fourth trimester when I never actually got the chance to write about the third. I had wanted to document each trimester of my pregnancy and enjoy talking about it all but as William decided the third trimester wasn’t entirely needed I just jumped straight to our birth story instead!!
So, the fourth trimester eh? (Yes, tri does mean three so we’ll just ignore that technicality) I will be honest, Continue reading “The Fourth Trimester Has Arrived!”
Becoming a Mum was the one thing in life that I was always certain about. Having been brought up surrounded by strong females I was always confident of the fact that this was for me and that I would have the best support any girl could wish for…
Unfortunately, fate would have other ideas. Having battled with Cancer for 15 years it finally took its hold over my Mum’s body and there was nothing more that could be done. I had watched this strong, Continue reading “Being a Mum Without a Mum”