Seeing as World Book Day is just around the corner, I decided this was the best time to do a round-up of Toddler T’s favourite books. He has loved a good story since he was very little (we started reading to him as a newborn) although he currently has so much energy that he can’t
It’s the early mornings when I find myself in the kitchen at 6am making breakfast, trying hard not to scream at Toddler T who is gleefully banging cupboard doors because we still haven’t got round to putting locks on yet. It’s those mornings, when I haven’t had more than 2 hours sleep in a row because the
That’s what I feel like this morning. One of those got-it-all-together mums that so many of us strive to be, and yet so few of us ever really achieve. I am bad with mornings. I am not a morning person whatsoever. It takes me at least an hour to wake up enough to function properly,
There is no doubt about it; Theo now walks. No longer is he a little baby…he is now officially a toddler. Father Time, what have you done? Did you jump forward? Speed up the clocks?! It started in November. He took his first shaky steps, a combination of shock, fear and pride mingled on his
Meet Nellie. This sodden heap of ‘Toots the Blue Nosed Friend’ is my son’s favourite thing in the whole world apart from his dad. Nellie is the only thing that calms him down when he is worked up; the only thing that makes him feel better when he’s poorly; the only reason he goes down
One of my goals for 2017 is to fully come to terms with the idea of self care. Making time for myself is always something I’ve felt guilty about…there’s always been something else I should be getting on with. Especially since my son was born. Self care is so important though, especially for someone who
I might kill plants, burn food, not hoover as much as I should and let the dishes pile high by the sink, but I’ve still somehow managed to keep my baby happy and fed. It’s only been 3 months (well 14 weeks, 5 days and 21 hours at the time of writing this), but that’s still an achievement right?