I don’t care about my appearance as much as I thought.
Sure it’s nice to look nice but sometimes it’s even nicer to be comfortable or to have ten minutes spent watching telly not straightening my hair.

Nobody else really cares either.
The days when I make an effort are the same as days when I don’t. Nobody heckles me in the street for not wearing make up and I have never been shunned at a baby group for my messy hair. (more…)

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We started baby led weaning almost three months ago and as I feel I have pretty much got to grips with it I thought I would be able to give some tips to anyone thinking about trying it, or to somebody just starting out. Because it is a relatively new idea to a lot of people, there are many different concerns that you could have. You might be panicking about them choking on something you give them or you might be put off by inevitable mess that comes with allowing a 6 month old baby to be let loose on cheesy spaghetti or natural yoghurt. I’m not going to sugar coat it, there are moments my heart has stopped at the size of food that Darcie has in her mouth and it will be messy, so messy. But it is also amazing, and so incredible to cook something that your baby enjoys and to know that they are getting a full range of textures and flavours. (more…)

I’ve seen these giant flower letter on Pinterest nurseries and on sale on Etsy but it looked simple enough so I decided to make my own.

All you need for this DIY is:
A cardboard box or piece of cardboard big enough for the letter you want to make.
Scissors
Glue gun
Artificial flowers  (more…)

You are only nearly nine months old and yet already I have a bittersweet taste of your growing up. You are growing in independence and confidence each day which is so amazing and exactly what I wanted for you but I can’t help but long for the newborn bundle who needed me so strongly. I carried you with me for 9 months and now you sleep in your own room at night. I nursed you for 6 months and now you love to tuck into cheesy spaghetti and juicy tomatoes. (more…)

Before I had a baby the term ‘baby blues’ had a very different meaning to me than it does now. ‘Baby blues’ used to just conjure up an image like this:

But since giving birth and experiencing the surreal craziness of post partum life, it has a completely different meaning to me now. (Let’s just take a moment to appreciate how gorgeous my daughter is!) (more…)