Time to talk about the worst kept secret.

Argh, what’s she saying? I think it’s time. Time to talk about the worst kept secret. It seems to be the talk in the press recently, but mainly for the wrong reasons. Whilst most brands are shouting from the rooftops it’s perfectly OK to wet yourself, when it isn’t, I for one am happy to…

Soft play on rainy days – what fresh hell is this?

Soft play. It’s two words dreaded by parents but loved by children of all ages. It’s a bizarre place where adults take their children in a desperate bid to exhaust themselves. This is what I did on Sunday. It chucked it down Saturday night and continued to do so throughout the morning. With mum down…

Does baby brain still happen 2.5yrs later?

Is this just me or anyone else still carrying on with baby brain a few years since having their child? I’m genuinely interested. If not, I’m still cruising with it and I have no idea why! Before I had Emily I heard everyone talk about ‘baby brain,’ where new mums had the ability to completely…

Baby Shark has joined the bath time routiner

Baby Shark is one more step to house takeover now that his daddy has been introduced to the household. This time, via the bath. Yep, I’ve only gone and done it – I’ve bought one of the toys available online to entertain our mini humans and annoy the older ones. I bought this on Amazon,…

Growing pains, you suck!

As if a viral infection, teething and a hoarse cough just wasn’t enough for Emily a few weeks ago, how about her body throwing in some growing pains into the mix? Urgh. A few weeks ago whilst dealing with a viral infection that Emily picked up from god knows where, her feet started to hurt…

Childcare is so damn expensive

Emily’s nursery fees have gone up, not by a lot (although the original email nearly made me puke), and it’s amazing how expensive childcare is. Now that I am in full time employment (luckily remote), I added a few more hours to Emily’s nursery so that she could be fully entertained and in a educational…

After 8 years, we picked up right where we left off!

On Sunday I saw an old friend of mine. It had been 8 years since we last caught up. 8 years! And a lot has happened in that time. Currently living in Timor-Leste, Jen is living the high life with her boyfriend, 2 dogs and a great job. Jen was over for a work in…

It’s summer, don’t ever forget wet wipes!

I made the terrible mistake of forgetting wet wipes the other day and my god it was an afternoon of water pouring over the side of the pram and praying we were closer to home whilst Emily bathed in her stickiness, oblivious to my panic. Before I had Emily the need for wet wipes never…

Our trip to the walk-in minor injury unit

This is my second visit to a NHS hospital for a minor injury since Emily was born. Whilst it’s never ideal to end up in a walk-in or emergency unit of any kind, I’m thankful I’m not here more often. My child may think she’s GI Joe on occasion, but thankfully she’s not caused that…

I’m not a football fan, but…

Ok, admittedly, I’ve never really been a football fan, it’s just not something that has ever interested me. I have dated throughout my life guys that feel passionately about football and it’s always been something I’ve been dragged to but still, nope, not interested. A few years ago, first date jitters with Sam slowly going…

Farewell Stair gate, nice knowing you….

We did it. Well, Emily did it. She figured out how to open the stair gate on more than one occasions, so it seemed pointless keeping it. So that’s it, Emily, 2.5 years of age of Ramsgate, Kent has officially got rid of the stair gate, so we now don’t have a stair gate at…

It’s happened, all night sleeping has finally come

A few days ago I wrote about how Emily is now sleeping in her big bed, after we took the sides down to her cot. As if by magic, sleeping in her big girl bed means Emily sleeps all night. Who would’ve thought it? No more waking up in the middle of the night for…

Coastal Adventures: Herne Bay

A few weeks ago we went to Herne Bay and the weather was just delightful. During the week that we got some of the hottest days of this year in February. Sam, Emily and I went up to Herne Bay for the day and it was all shades of perfect. The weather was beautiful, there…

The Dummy Diaries – the challenge

Who knew giving up the dummy could bring so many tantrums? At nursery, Emily hasn’t noticed one iota where her dummy or even her blanket for that matter, until I arrive to pick her up and it’s kick-up-a-fuss dummy screaming. Oh the joys of toddler tantrums when a dummy isn’t allowed (or anything, toddler tantrums…

Dummy no more?

At Emily’s nursery, in her toddler group, dummies are forbidden. Plenty of times I’ve dropped Emily off with a dummy in her mouth as she refuses to give hers up and I pick her up and she’s without it. I’m fine with this. After all, a dummy limits a child’s speech and that’s the last…