A [usually] humorous parenting blog documenting life with one year old Tibbons, using some of that spare time I definitely don't have but can still just about remember!
Motherhood: a top 5

Motherhood: a top 5

If you’re anything like me (that is, a woman who’s been visibly pregnant at some point) then you’ve probably found that many people have quite a negative view of parenthood. So it seems at least when they talk with glee about the sacrifices you’ll make, the sleep you’ll miss, the...
Things I didn't know before

Things I didn’t know before

Being a parent changes you, no doubt about it. But it also reveals some truths that you might not have known or spotted before. Mine is a list that is growing weekly, but here are the frontrunners: - I didn’t know how much I like salted butter until Tibbons started...
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World domination

World domination

Almost a year ago I wrote on the blog about the fact that someone had described my relationship with Tibbons as “a bit intense”. It was a short post but the comments it attracted echoed my own thoughts – what’s wrong with having an intense relationship with your child, especially when they’re not even six...
Why blogs are like tamagotchis

Why blogs are like tamagotchis

Regular readers may or may not have noticed that I haven’t kept to my four-times-a-week blogging habit in the last fortnight or so – I’ve taken some time off, and I recommend it. Sure, my stats have suffered but I’ve really enjoyed spending a bit more time in the real world, as it were, and...
Relinquishing control

Relinquishing control

There comes a time (many times, I would imagine) in every parent’s life when they have to relinquish control over their child/ren. Having gone back to work when Tibbons turned one, I’ve already had some practice at this with nursery and grandparents. These are the two main caregivers for Tibbons when I’m at work and...
A letter to my brother

A letter to my brother

My brother is set to become a father for the first time later this year – I’ve written him a letter to pass on a few bits of knowledge I’ve gleaned as a relatively new mum. What would you share? Dear George, In a few months your life will change beyond measure, though I suspect...
Why it's okay not to want to talk about miscarriage

Why it’s okay not to want to talk about miscarriage

I read Grenglish’s post We need to talk about the M-word  yesterday with interest and with compassion, for I too have experienced the agony of a missed miscarriage, the resultant wait for my body to catch up with reality and the consequent hospital visit for the callously named evacuation of retained products of conception. While I don’t think...
Transferable skills

Transferable skills

I have just applied for a new job, and though writing in general seems to flow for me, this was not the case with my application. Assessing myself against various competencies and trying to wrangle excruciatingly worded qualities such as experience of dynamic problem solving skills executed in a time-sensitive scenario while encouraging, influencing and...
Come back periods, all is forgiven

Come back periods, all is forgiven

I’m about to take a brief detour from the issue at hand – the long term absence of my periods while pregnant and breastfeeding – but please bear with me, I will return to the topic more promptly than my periods have seen fit to do so! I often write blog posts on the train...
Lost sleep, lost brain cells too?

Lost sleep, lost brain cells too?

Whilst working hard this week I was momentarily distracted by a BBC News article stating that studies on mice had shown they permanently lost up to 25% of certain brain cells following a prolonged lack of sleep. This was after several days of sleep patterns involving only four to five hours sleep in 24 hours , aka...
Blogger under pressure

Blogger under pressure

Blogging has been my favourite and best hobby by far – the only one I have ever done so regularly or been so committed to. It’s not just the writing I love, it’s the interaction, the exchange of views and, when a post proves popular, the buzz of striking a cord. As with all other...
Sacrifices?

Sacrifices?

A while ago I was sent a link to a survey asking mothers what they felt had been their biggest sacrifice in having a baby. I’d love to list the options they gave but I’ve forgotten most of them – perhaps memory was one?! Anyhow, I had to answer “none”. Yes, my stomach more closely...
Nursery do's and don'ts

Nursery do’s and don’ts

Tibbons’ nursery sent out their newsletter recently and in place of the usual reminder about putting name tapes in clothing was a request that parents don’t let themselves in early and leave their children on the floor without a member of staff being there or having been alerted to their presence. Daddy-O and I scoffed...
Pierced Off

Pierced Off

I have long been dismayed when I see babies and young children with pierced ears and, although I have become more relaxed about a lot of things since becoming a parent, including stains on my clothes, my dismay has galvanised into something stronger now that I know what it is to protect such an innocent,...