When I found out I was pregnant, it was one of the happiest moments of my life. My husband’s reaction whilst not mirroring mine, was similar, though I could tell the tears he shed were not entirely from the joy and excitement he felt towards his unborn son, but perhaps from the fear and uncertainty…… Continue reading My C-Selection
It’s close to Jack’s bedtime, I’ve opened a bottle of red in readiness, a reward for a very long day. My husband is in the bathroom waiting for Jack, who is squealing with excitement, because he loves shower time with Daddy. This evening however, the shower door is partially open, the bath mat slightly out…… Continue reading You spin me right round baby!
Fact. There are no driver’s more aggressive than mother’s with prams. I never cared for their smug expressions or the way they would plough through crowds, secure in the knowledge that all before them would scatter…. Ironic then that these very same mummy drivers on the road, travel so slowly and tentatively in their tank-like…… Continue reading Crazy pram lady!
Jack waves goodbye and runs to join his new friends, first time at daycare and it’s a breeze, my worries over his reaction to my leaving him were for nothing. In fact, I think to myself on the way to work, I’m actually a little aggrieved he wasn’t grabbing my leg to stop me going,…… Continue reading Bug-care!
I’m late, I’m driving in circles looking for a car spot and I can see Jack, my 10 month old, in the rear view mirror, face focused as he works his shoes off to keep himself busy. I just haven’t got used to the dimensions of the car just yet, so I actually need two…… Continue reading Pilates and baby puke
I’d heard about it from multiple sources, but didn’t really understand what was involved. Even when Facebook acquaintances posted their latest stats, the mystery did not unravel. Finally I decided to join a CrossFit class to see what all the fuss was about, and to be able to similarly mystify and/or impress others with my…… Continue reading CrossFit baby!