Disclaimer: All babies are different. I cannot promise that this is a failsafe guide for your own offspring. If you are lucky your baby may go straight from Stage 4: The First Mouthful to Stage 18: #WINNING, skipping out all the crap in between. If your baby does this, please send me tips! If not, repeat after me, “I have never met an adult who doesn’t eat solids…” Continue reading
Hubs and I love walking. We’re not mountaineers or anything, but we do love a little hike once in a while. Over the years we’ve done lots of walks in lots of different places; some leisurely, some a bit more taxing. Continue reading
I’m a few days late (it’s been a busy week) but I’m finally jumping on the bandwagon with a little compulsory royal baby post. Continue reading
There have been times in the past that I’ve looked at our cat and thought, in all seriousness, ‘I’d quite like to swap places with you today’. Admittedly it is only ever a fleeting fancy. Normally when I’ve got a particularly tiring or stressful day at work ahead of me, while the cat is curled up on the sofa from where he need not move all day unless he wants some food. The thought of curling up and not moving is very appealing at times. For the most part being a cat would probably get pretty boring though. I mean they don’t do much, do they?
Nowadays though I have someone else to project this envy onto- my baby! Sometimes, being a kid looks like so much fun. (While being an adult just isn’t as exciting.) Continue reading
The Witching Hour. If you’ve been there, you know. If you’ve not, I sincerely hope you never do. Continue reading
We all know how difficult it is to arrange a social gathering of any kind when there are multiple people involved. Particularly if those people are spread out around different parts of the country. It’s hard enough to get a date everyone can do even when everybody is childless and only really has themselves to think about it. Fast forward a few years to a time when there are offspring involved and things can get very tricky indeed. Continue reading
My gorgeous baby boy is not far off 8 months old now and as much I hate to even think about it there are only about 6 weeks left until I have to go back to work. When I broke up for maternity leave last year the time spread out before me seemed so vast, it almost felt it would go on forever. Continue reading