Ahh, changing bags. When I became a mum I morphed into this new person who looks at prams the same way some people look at cars. I also became so nosy as to which changing bag people have and I’m always wondering ‘what they hell do they have in that massive bag anyway?’. When Dan and I were first shopping for baby bits while I was pregnant with our daughter I was adamant on the sort of bag I wanted. I’d done my research, by which I mean I had had a good look at what all the mums my age seemed to be carrying, and I had decided that I had to have a massive tote style bag to hang from my buggy that would tell all the world that I was a ‘yummy mummy’. Oh wow, I cringe at that now. But at the time I was convinced that I wouldn’t be happy unless we splashed out close to a hundred pounds for one of these bags. You probably know the ones I mean, sorry if you have one. Dan was less convinced and thought we should go for a more practical style like a rucksack, and something a bit less ‘yummy mummy’ so that he could carry it and keep his pride intact. We argued and argued and in the end we compromised and bought a cheaper, less girly tote bag. Within a month of having Darcie, I went out and bought a rucksack. Continue reading “Idaho Jones Gallivant Baby Changing Backpack Review”
As you may have realised by now, there are going to be some big changes in the next month or so. We’ve been talking to you about ‘Baby Ernie’ for a while now, and telling you all about how there will be a new baby soon. We’ve told you about how amazing it will be and how you will have a friend for life. This will be the most amazing change for our family, but still, it will be a change. I’m really not too worried about how you will adapt to life with a baby brother. You have adapted to every change so far in your life and flourished with every new phase you have entered. You’ve actually been loving helping us to prepare for your brother even if you didn’t realise that’s what we were doing. You’ve been putting your teddies in his cot ‘for the baby’, pretending to paint the walls of the nursery and even ‘helping’ me pick out his tiny clothes. Continue reading “Dear Darcie, I Won’t Push You Away”
At nearly 36 weeks pregnant, my nesting urges have totally taken over. All I want to do is clean, tidy and generally just make sure that my house is ready for a brand new baby boy to arrive in around a month’s time. Call me middle aged but I’m a sucker for new cleaning products and gadgets to make household chores easier. So you can only imagine my excitement when I received the Miele Blizzard CX1 Parquet Bagless Cylinder Vacuum Cleaner to review. I’d been struggling with our ancient vacuum cleaner for so long and I hadn’t realised quite how badly I needed an upgrade until I tried the Miele Blizzard CX1 out. I suddenly realised how heavy our old one vacuum was and quite how basic the settings were compared to this new machine. As a mum of a toddler I spend a lot of time dragging the vacuum around and so I’m not exaggerating when I say that the Miele Blizzard CX1 has totally changed my everyday life for the better. Continue reading “Miele Blizzard CX1 Parquet Bagless Cylinder Vacuum Cleaner Review”
It’s been nearly three years since Dan and I had a holiday, and those three years feel like a very long time. I grew up going away for at least one holiday every year, usually abroad, and since meeting Dan that hasn’t changed. We were the couple who loves to travel, to backpack, to explore. But when Darcie came along, that all changed, and going away on holiday became a distant dream, something that we weren’t sure we could justify the expense of anymore. Something that we weren’t even sure we would enjoy enough to be worth it. We were spontaneous backpackers, not child friendly resort, sit-by-the-pool people. We weren’t sure how to incorporate a child into a holiday we would actually enjoy. Continue reading “Planning Our Family Holiday”
Today you turn two! (I’m posting this a week late because I’m forcing myself to stop editing it now. It will never be as perfect as I want it to be, it will never be as perfect as you or as perfect as you deserve, but I hope that one day when you read it, you’ll like it anyway).
I just read back over the letter I wrote to you a year ago today on your first birthday. At the end I wrote ‘You will grow and you will change, but please stay sweet, stay kind and stay you.’ That is exactly what you have done. You have stayed sweet, and you have stayed kind and you are still very much the you that you were last year (just with a little bit more sass!). You have changed and grown so much. I can see it happening right before my eyes and yet you are still so similar in so many ways to the person you were a year ago. Continue reading “Dear Darcie, Now You Are Two”
Have you ever noticed how many different ‘types’ of parent out there? The stereotypes. The labels that some people feel the need to assign to themselves or to others. I’ve read so many articles about ‘The Five Different Types Of Mum You’ll Meet At Soft Play’ or ‘Eight Types Of Mums You Want To Avoid’. I’ve never known which box to put myself into and that used to make me feel lost – where did I fit in? Where is my tribe? But then I realised that actually that doesn’t make me lost, it makes me free. It means I’m parenting on my terms and making each decision for myself not because any clique or parenting rule book is telling me to. Continue reading “I Am A Mum”
If you surveyed a bunch of mums and asked them what they would like most in the world right now, I can guarantee you that the majority of them would wistfully say a Spa Day and then laugh to themselves because, you know, how often do us mums actually get to treat ourselves to that extent? I’ve been longing for a Spa Day since before my daughter was born, nearly two whole years ago, but I’ve never actually managed to find the time to give myself that break and take a day to relax. When Carey’s Manor offered myself and a friend the chance to review the facilities and have a ‘Mums Day Off’, we of course jumped at the chance! After a lot of back and forth we eventually managed to find a day we could both do, when the children would be looked after and we could head off to the Spa and give ourselves the relaxing day that we both needed!
I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while now, but what with being pregnant and looking after a toddler, time has somehow managed to slip away from me in that way that it always does! In a way it is good that I am writing this at 34 weeks pregnant as I have now had almost my entire pregnancy to think about what have been my favourite maternity items and products throughout this time. It’s so easy to spend your pregnancy thinking solely about the arrival of your little one, after all that is the most exciting part! But it’s also important to remember to look after yourself while you are doing the most important job of all – growing your baby. Most of these items are related to being comfortable and treating yourself, which are obviously two very important things for any expecting mum. Continue reading “My Maternity Favourites”
There is so much pressure out there to love your pregnant body. We see it everywhere, from advertising campaigns for maternity wear to the mum you barely know at baby group telling you how marvellous the pregnant form is. And don’t get me wrong, I think it’s wonderful that we are encouraged to celebrate the changes that are happening to our bodies as they grow beautiful healthy babies and prepare to give birth. But what about when you just don’t love your pregnant body? What if no matter how hard you try, you just can’t? What about the days when you feel huge and swollen and yet the world is still insisting that you celebrate? And on those days, funnily enough, having a perfect stranger tell you (directly or indirectly) that you must love your pregnant body -doesn’t help. I hated my body during pregnancy the first time around, and so this time I was more determined than ever to try to celebrate it. Frankly, that hasn’t gone to plan and I’m sitting here feeling as if I resemble a whale and mourning the time when my clothes actually fit me. Continue reading “Don’t Tell Me To Love My Pregnant Body”
I know, I know. I’m 33 weeks pregnant and only just getting around to sitting down and writing my second trimester update. (Sort it out Hanna!). I know I’ll kick myself if I don’t record this pregnancy on here, time is running away from me so I’m really going to try to include more pregnancy related content over the next couple of months. I could come up with a million excuses as to why my pregnancy content has been lacking but I think it basically comes down to the fact that this is my second pregnancy, and to be honest most of the time I forget that I am even pregnant at all! Writing about it doesn’t even occur to me because it’s not new to me this time. That has been the main thing that has really struck me throughout this pregnancy, it is SO similar to my first. Unless I’m about to have the surprise of my life when I give birth, you can forget all those myths about how different it is being pregnant with a boy or a girl. For me, it’s been virtually identical.