Gentle Hands, Please

Gentle Hands, Please

Gentle hands, please. Kind hands, please. I get it, I really do. Kind of. Let me start by saying I like these phrases. I like how it is a more positive and encouraging way of saying please for the love of

Does Mother Really Know Best?

Does Mother Really Know Best?

Mother knows best! This phrase really frustrates me. Like, really. It gets right under my skin, creeping and crawling through my nervous system and sending shivers down my spine. Ok, so maybe that’s a bit of an overreaction, but only

Don’t Give Him a Dummy, Dummy!

Don’t Give Him a Dummy, Dummy!

I always said I never wanted to give my children a dummy. I don’t like seeing toddlers out and about with those bits of plastic sticking out of their mouth as they run around the playground. Then there are all

Life With A Newborn: 5 Things I’d Do Differently

Life With A Newborn: 5 Things I’d Do Differently

Life with a newborn is bloody hard work, and us first-time mums have a habit of making it even harder than it needs to be! Looking back, I can see that I was trying so hard to prove my worth

If You’re Happy And You Know It Slap My Face

If You’re Happy And You Know It Slap My Face

My son is at that stage where he is really starting to feel things – happiness, excitement, rage, fear – but those emotions run away with him because they are all so new and he doesn’t know how to handle them.

Postnatal Mental Health: Barriers, Judgement, and Misunderstanding.

Postnatal Mental Health: Barriers, Judgement, and Misunderstanding.

I never really intended to discuss my mental health on this blog. The whole purpose of setting up Parenting and PND was to have a platform for such topics. I always intended to keep them separate…I didn’t want my experience

Toddler T’s 5 Favourite Rainy Day Activities

Toddler T’s 5 Favourite Rainy Day Activities

Stand in the kitchen doorway rattling the safety gate screaming at me because he refused to eat his lunch or snack and now he’s starving.   Pull every single toy out of his toy cupboard, and then proceed to scream

What The Hell Was I Thinking?! A story of parenting

What The Hell Was I Thinking?!  A story of parenting

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

One Of Those Got-It-All-Together Mums

One Of Those Got-It-All-Together Mums

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

I Let My Child Cry, and other confessions

I Let My Child Cry, and other confessions

I let my child cry I let him eat chocolate …and fast food Sometimes, crisps make an easy snack He’s particularly partial to a Jaffa Cake too He still has twice daily milk from a baby bottle, at 17 months

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