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It’s been a Bad Day, hasn’t it? A really bloody Bad. Day.
Until you become a parent, you don’t realise just how un-child-friendly so many places are. Is there room to put your pram? Is there adequate baby changing? Can you afford a little treat on your maternity pay, or will you have to go into your overdraft for a slice of cake?
With the Spice Girls going on tour, and Pokemon being in the cinema, I’ve been getting a lot of nostalgia recently. It’s no secret that all 90s kids feel as though they grew up in the best era, and the more I think about it, the more I agree! I’ve been thinking a lot about the things from my childhood that I am sad Ruben won’t get experience. Here are a few.
Being a Mum with OCD, my brain doesn’t seem to work the way it does for most other people and it’s really hard.
It’s 3 o clock and I find myself dancing around with a guy. He’s been a bit sick but I’m not put off – we’ve all been there pal. I’ve got a bottle in one hand, the music is pumping and the lights are pulsating to the beat. I’m singing along and I can’t stop smiling, I’m utterly giddy – there’s a bubble machine for goodness sake. I’m having the time of my life.
I can’t believe that this Mother’s Day, I’m an actual Mum. Last year I was a bit sad as we had been trying to conceive and it felt as though it was never going to happen. Thankfully, this year I am writing this while Baby Roo sleeps next to me, looking precious and making my heart want to burst. Obviously it’s a bittersweet one, as it’s my first one as a Mum, but also my first without my own Mum. But today, I want to focus on my first 3.5 months of Mum’ing and what it’s really been like.
If I thought I was anxious before having Ruben, it’s nothing compared to the constant terror I feel now that we have this fragile (yet super chunky!), beautiful little bean to keep alive everyday. So anything that helps ease that anxiety is so important to me and when I was sent a Snuza HeroMD baby heart rate monitor, I knew it would be a real help!
This weekend we headed down to Peterborough to introduce baby Roo to my side of the family – a long ol’ drive for a newborn, especially one going through a leap! Here’s how we did it!
certainly no expert I feel like I’ve picked up a few tips and tricks in this time. I think some of our success in breastfeeding (baby Roo has put on a buttload of weight since being born, even despite constantly vomiting several times after every feed!), is pure luck. I seem to have birthed a baby who is a natural breast feeder (thank goodness!), but some of it, I think, is due to planning and preparation. So here are my top tips for your nips! (sorry pals, couldn’t resist!)