‘How to stop breastfeeding a boob obsessed toddler’… I found myself googling that line, amongst many others, on the daily. Other examples included; ‘Why is my kid so obsessed with me?’ ‘Why do my boobs look like raisins?’ ‘Can you die from exhaustion whilst breastfeeding?’ Basically, I was lost and alone searching for answers, experiences… Continue reading How to free your boobs… 22 months later.
I’m feeling rather reflective today, this birthday has hit me in the feels alot harder than the previous ones. I think it’s because this year marks the start of her new life, sending her off to school didn’t seem possible. But here we are, counting down the months! This time four years ago, I was… Continue reading 1460 days later..
I love being a mum. I love my girls. I love my life. I love listening to them laugh and play, I love the way they cuddle me and how just by looking into their eyes, I know I’m their world. I love watching them eat and the way they make cute little noises when… Continue reading It’s okay to not love every second of this crazy roller coaster we call life!
Let’s start at the very beginning, the very best place to start. When you read you begin with ‘A, be, see’ When you birth you begin with. ‘Woah fuck me’ Sorry, I just mentally broke out into song… Where was I going with this… Ah yes. Exhaustion. The kind of exhaustion that you get when… Continue reading Do re mi fa so….. f#cking exhausted.
When I pictured having a second baby. I never pictured having one like Lola… God that sounds bloody awful. I don’t mean that I’d change her, God no.. She literally is the most loving little darling that I’ve ever met! I just wish she was perhaps a little more healthy… Problems with her seem pretty… Continue reading Her name was Lola… She was a Soldier.