Parenthood and shit days go hand in hand, and if you thought any different then sorry but this is your wake up call. Unless of course you're one of those annoying stepford-wife-robots and are completely in denial of how utterly shit your spawn can be at times. Sorry, but I'm not buying it when… Continue reading Shit Days
First off, you don't need to justify anything to me. I don't know what I'm doing either, pal. There are books upon books written about parenting, so much so that if a first-time mum went searching for a bit of solace and support, she can end up feeling rather panicked at all of the conflicting… Continue reading Parent Your Way
It may be natural but it's not always easy. Doing it in public, drinking alcohol, what to wear and a few things I've learned. Doing it in Public. Day 3 of the little one being born my aunt and uncle came to visit from London, and with a little persuasion got us out of the… Continue reading Breastfeeding
Please, don’t judge the name. No, hypnosis is not involved.
The Waiting Game.
I’ll admit getting pregnant half way through the last year of my masters wasn’t exactly the plan. I had ideas of getting my foot in the door of the career I want and put all those hospitality and admin jobs behind me. But alas here we are and with those jobs come the dismal pay.… Continue reading “We can’t afford it!”