My daughter has recently turned 18 months old and I really can’t quite believe it. But the thing that actually shocks me more than her ever changing age is the fact that she has finally learnt to self soothe and put herself to sleep. For some people this will seem an odd thing to say. There are the people whose babies have been settling themselves to sleep since day dot, then there are the people who did sleep training to achieve this result and then there are the rest of us. The ‘I can’t bring myself to do sleep training so I’ll just accept a lifetime of little to no sleep and hope for the best’ gang. Continue reading “Self Soothing, No Tears”
I really think you’re going to love this time of year. Already we have been for so many puddle-splashing adventures and you’ve spent hours playing with sticks and acorns. I always want you to continue to find joy in every season. We’ve had a summer of hot sticky days; you’ve had your first ice cream and discovered how fun it is to play in the sand and run away from the cold British sea. Now it’s time for us to find new and exciting things to do in Autumn, it’s time for warm coats and pom pom hats and for us to enjoy this new season. Welcome to Autumn, Darcie May. Continue reading “Dear Darcie, Welcome to Autumn”
Looking back through this blog I realise that I talk about breastfeeding a lot. I’m not actually as obsessed by breastfeeding as it would seem, but there is no denying that it has been a big part of my life for the last fourteen months so it is only natural that I have a lot of thoughts on the subject. I think it’s easy to assume that because I am still breastfeeding now, that it has been plain sailing. This is not the case, I never thought I would still be breastfeeding at six weeks let alone at nearly fifteen months, but here we are. So how did I accidentally become an ‘extended breastfeeder’? Continue reading “Yes, I’m Still Breastfeeding”
One of my favourite quotes that is quite often written in beautiful calligraphy and hung up on nursery walls is ‘Let them be little, let them be wild’. I don’t want this to be something that I just frame for Darcie and put on the wall, I really want to make this a motto for how we raise our own little wild child. I want to raise Darcie to be free, to run wild, to finish the day with knots in her hair, dirt on her feet and a crazy sparkle in her eyes. I want to encourage her curiosity and I want every day to be an adventure. When I look back at my childhood I think of spending time outdoors, of exploring and of being creative. This is what I want for Darcie, I don’t want her to be glued to the television, finding all of her joy in CBeebies, I want her to be outside whatever the weather. I want us to go strawberry picking in the Summer and splashing in the puddles in the Winter. I want us to go on treasure hunts through the forest and shell collecting on the beach. I want her to feel free, to not be afraid of the world around her but to feel a part of it. Continue reading “Let Them Be Wild”
This feels like Dan’s first Father’s Day, we hardly celebrated the day last year as we were still very much in the frazzled newborn haze. I managed to organise a card for him but I think that’s where the festivities began and ended. So this year I want to do it properly, I want him to know how much we appreciate his hard work and commitment to his role as Darcie’s Daddy. So this ones for you Dan, maybe this will be the first of my posts that you read to the end… Continue reading “On Father’s Day”
I’ve received a lot of parenting advice over the last year, from the downright ridiculous to the insanely helpful. Some things I’ll be wholeheartedly ignoring but one thing that has really stuck with me is when people have told me to pick my battles and learn to let the little things go. Continue reading “Cut Yourself Some Slack”
Darcie had her 10-12 month review with the health visitor this morning and I’m pleased to say she passed with flying colours. There was a tick list of things that she should be doing by now and different grades like ‘satisfactory’, ‘problem’ and ‘not achieved’. I was so happy for her to have all top marks and it made me feels so proud of the little person that she is. Continue reading “Proud Mum”
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. Continue reading “Things I’ve Learned About Myself Since Becoming a Mum”
We did something a bit different this morning and went to a new baby group that is held on a small farm nearby. This was only it’s second week running (I meant to go last week but completely forgot, blame the baby brain!) and I really enjoyed it. For anyone reading this in Southampton it was at the Oasis Down to Earth Farm, the group is called Little Lambs and is held on Fridays 10-12am.
It takes Darcie a little while to warm up to new groups but I think for our first time going it was a complete success. They have an indoor area that is turned into a soft play and you can wander around the farm as you please, for only £3 I think it’s a bargain compared to what you pay for some baby groups! When we first arrived we could only see the small animals like the rabbits and guinea pigs but after a bit more exploring we found the real farm animals. There were sheep, goats and at least one cow. They also have chickens but they are on lockdown for bird flu at the moment so we couldn’t see them.
Considering that Darcie can be very aloof to anything out of the ordinary like a trip to the farm, she seemed quite interested in some of the bigger animals and even got quite excited at some points, kicking her little legs around in her adorable Pocahontas boots. It was a very cold day so she was well wrapped up in her fluffy coat and hat, shame she objects to the mittens so much as her hands were freezing by the time we went inside. It will be even better to go there in the summer!
The indoor soft play was pretty good too, with a good selection of toys for the little ones as well as for the older children. The group is aimed at 0-4 years old so is a really good one for all the family. We actually went with Dan’s Mum (hi Sarah!) and it was a really lovely outing for us to have together. Equally there were a lot of mums there just with their children so it’s a great place to meet other mums too. I will definitely be going again and would really recommend it to anyone in the area.
Here are a couple more pictures from the day mainly because I’m so pleased that Sarah got some nice photos of Darcie and I! Do any other Mums have so many good pictures of everyone else with your baby but hardly any with you?
Being a Mum is hard work; emotionally, mentally and physically. You definitely learn a lot when you become a Mum, you learn how to survive on little to no sleep, you learn how to do everything one-handed while holding a baby that is trying to rip out your hair and you learn how to get things done quicker and more efficiently so that once the baby is asleep you can drown yourself in white wine spritzers rather than still be running around like a madwoman. Continue reading “Little Ways to Make Mum Life Easier”