Home is something I’ve been thinking a lot about recently. As we prepare to move house for the fourth time in five years on Saturday, I’ve been feeling thoughtful, and wistfully longing for a ‘home’. A family home that is ours, somewhere that we can raise our family and make memories in, somewhere we will stay for a long time. (more…)
Saturday the 13th of May 2017 was Darcie’s first birthday party. Even as I write this a few days later I still can’t get my head around the fact that my baby girl has turned one and had her first birthday party. It was a really lovely afternoon, we had our close family and friends round to our house and had lots of food and entertainment from the guest of honour herself. All of the excitement of her birthday the day before and of the party preparations had meant that her naps were all out of their normal routine but she was still in such a sweet mood and was happy to see everyone who had come. A few weeks ago a big group of people like that would have been really intimidating to her so I was really thrilled with how well she coped with all the attention. Coped is the wrong word, she loved the attention! (more…)
My little Darcie May,
One year ago you were one day old, tiny and helpless in my arms. I feel like I’ve blinked and the last year has whizzed by me and you are now a confident, sweet and funny little girl. I’ve savoured every second of being your Mum so far but still it’s like a whirlwind and I can’t quite keep up. Looking back through photos I realise how much you have changed and then I realise that is because you are not a baby anymore. I still call you my baby girl (and I probably will until you are 21 years old!) but you have lost some of that baby look in your face, your features are distinct and we can see the little girl you are becoming. More and more people have started referring to you as a toddler, I wasn’t ready the first time it happened and I didn’t realise they were even referring to you. Surely my baby girl isn’t a toddler already? (more…)
Dear Darcie,
Today you made an old lady very happy. We went to see my Nana, your Great Nana, she’s nearly 91 years old (that’s 90 more than you!) and has got Dementia which means she has forgotten a lot of things about her life and the people that she loves. It must be a very frustrating thing to live with and she has been poorly with various other things too. She lives in a Nursing Home which is a very nice one as they go but still not as nice as living in a house with a family, the way that we do. It’s hard to know how she is feeling but I expect that she feels lonely and sad a lot of the time. (more…)
I often think that breastfeeding mothers get a slightly bad reputation, from things I see online and hear at baby groups it sometimes feels like we are seen to be the most judgemental type of Mum. We are seen to be the Jehovah’s Witnesses of Motherhood, knocking door to door, preaching to everyone we meet that ‘breast is best’ and condemning anyone in our path who uses formula. I get where this has come from, because there are a small percentage of breastfeeding mothers who are on a mission to save the world one boob at a time. But the majority of us are not like that, and for anyone who knows me will know I am certainly not like that. (more…)
If you follow me on Instagram or Facebook you might have seen that last week I received a Gousto box which I was very excited about. I’ve known about Gousto for a while and always thought it sounds like a great idea so when the opportunity to try one of their boxes came up I leapt at the chance. Gousto sent me this box to try but this is not a sponsored post and all opinions are my own. (more…)