Towards the end of last year, I started to wonder how relevant I’d become on this blog. Having written a post about sticking with one child, and deciding emphatically that ours was a one child family, it occurred to me that I might soon run out of interesting things to write about. Naturally, this was […]
Controlled crying featured heavily in another book I bought when Sonny was a little baby. It was something that I was desperate to try; not because I was desperate for order and structure and routine and normality, but because I was getting a bit disheartened by the number of conversations I seemed to have which […]
I remember buying a fabulous book when Sonny was ready to be weaned. It was a lovely, colourful book of simple, basic puree recipes . The photographs in the book suggested that if I made these purees, my son would develop into a beaming picture of heath and happiness, and I would be an equally […]
Everyday I have various arguments with myself in my head. They are frequent, and often nasty in tone; ‘Get out of bed now! It’s going to take days to sort out that hair! More make up! WAY more make up!’ Often they are sarcastic as well as nasty; ‘No toast and jam for you- bowl […]
During my pregnancy, if there was one thing I was sure of, it was the absolute concrete fact that I would be completely immune to post natal depression. Although we hadn’t conscientiously planned to make human life, and the discovery thereof was a massive shock, all throughout my pregnancy I couldn’t believe my luck, couldn’t […]
Isn’t it wonderful when you look at the person that you live with, and think, God. Of all the lunatics I’ve been with in the past, all the mistakes, all the glaringly unsuitable suitors, I think, finally, I’ve managed to hang onto someone long enough to get married to them before they change their mind. […]
I got married last year, and have been looking through some of my old blog posts from around that time. I came across the below, which I’ll post now as a retrospective trip down memory lane, and then next week I’ll think of some more ways in which we can all live with our husbands […]
I think that among parents of young kids, if sleep were currency, we’d all be utterly poor. We’d be living rough, surrounded by our brood, hands held out in a bowl shape begging young, childless teenagers for 20 minutes of their sleep-stash. We count our sleep as if it were money, too. When Sonny was […]
Last time we spoke, I suggested the trials of labour and how I imagine alien births to be. Standard musings; I think I was about one small measure of red wine down when I wrote it and anyway, who doesn’t consider the physics of alien birth from time to time? I remember going into labour […]
Being a parent is an absolutely amazing thing. It’s simultaneously wonderful and terrifying, energizing and exhausting, and in my own personal experience has made me generally a better, calmer and all-round nicer person. Giving birth to your own baby is also amazing and terrifying. Because it’s so other-worldly weird, painful and in my experience, hallucinogenic, […]