The school has stolen my child

A bit melodramatic, I know.

Before The Boy started school my Mum recalled the day I started school. She said she felt bereft, like she was handing me over to the authorities and was no longer the only one responsible for me. She said that for the first time, she felt she had to share me. I didn’t quite get what she meant at the time.

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Superhero themed party – in pictures

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Silent Sunday

Why do I Breastfeed?

Before I start, I would like to say that this is not a discussion about breastfeeding v formula feeding or a sermon on breastfeeding because this issue has caused so much controversy in recent years and I do not want to be adding to it!

This post is simply a reply to a friend who asked me why I am still breastfeeding Baby Girl. She isn’t a parent and therefore doesn’t know what it is like and was curious. It made me think about why I do and why I intend to do so for at least two years as the World Health Organisation recommends (Baby Girl permitting!) Continue reading

Find the Rhyme with TopToyBox

The Boy is a genius, at least I think so (as does the Man)! He doesn’t really enjoy playing with toys for any length of time and has always been more interested in books and more lately the TV and computers (sigh). About six months ago he suddenly “got” jigsaws and since then there has been no stopping him. He has single handedly completed a 150 piece jigsaw for ages 8+ (my chest is proudly puffed out writing that). Continue reading

Silent Sunday

Easter Egg Hunt

This was the look on the Boys face when he found his Mr Bump easter egg hiding in the greenhouse:

Come back sunshine

This past week has been lovely with the sunshine tempting us into that summer feeling and hopefully a taste of what is to come. Or not. Torrential rain today and plummeting temperatures are keeping us firmly in April but for a whole week it was great. Continue reading

Another temperature, another obsessive day.

December 21st 2009 started off like any other day but will stay in my memory as the worst day of my life and one that continues to haunt me every time the Boy is under the weather.

It was a Monday and I was really excited as it was my works christmas party for kids so I was taking the Boy (then 13 months) to work to show him off to my colleagues. We had a nice lunch with a colleague and his family and then went on to the party which was fun although after a bit the Boy started getting upset, it was unusual behaviour for him as he was usually a very happy baby but as there were no obvious signs of illness I just put it down to teething and gave him some calpol. Before this day I was a very relaxed parent when it came to illnesses – kids get them and unless something is obviously very wrong there isn’t much to do other than give them calpol, rest and cuddles. He seemed to perk up after the calpol and we had a really nice time together although he seemed a bit unwell again when he fell asleep on me on the train home. Continue reading

17 weeks on…

Baby Girl is:

  • trying to sit up all the time and looks a bit like the nodding Churchill dogs whilst doing so;
  • dishing out smiles and charming everyone;
  • chatters a lot (wonder where she gets that from);
  • totally in love with her big brother;
  • has the deepest darkest brown eyes I could just drown in;
  • 14lb 4oz (50th centile);
  • unswaddled;
  • really interested in everything, especially while she’s supposed to be feeding;
  • teething;
  • exclusively breastfed;
  • sitting up in the buggy and fascinated by the world;
  • loving splashing in the bath;
  • loves being sung to;
  • stunningly beautiful.