Perfect Parents

Perfect Parents. I hate that term, with every fiber of my being. Where once it was a compliment, it has now become a derogatory term. I follow a number of parenting advice pages on Facebook. I like being able to see how other people are finding parenthood, and understand the struggles/adventures they are going through.

Making Time

Everybody needs to make time for the people and the things they love. But who really has the time to make time?

If at first you don’t succeed…

Today he ate. He’ll be 7 months old in under a week, and has thus far shown very little interest in food until today. It seems that apple and mango puree is the way to go! Good old Heinz. We’ve been giving him little tastes of bits (the odd finger dab) since he was 4

Shhhhhhh…don’t wake the baby

Ahhh nap time. That time of day where you can sit back, relax, and do whatever the hell you want.  Right?  Wrong. When I think of how I originally planned to make the most of his time sleeping, I can’t help but laugh at myself. I was going to work on my writing, try to

And so it begins.

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?