This Mumma is learning that unfortunately no matter how much you love your baby, it doesn’t cure your life. Sometimes I look at my son and I think, “yep, I’m doing it right”. Yet 99% of the time, I realise I’m just a failed adult with no house, a car I can’t even afford, no […]Read More Cue the doom and gloom..
Something I’ve noticed about Motherhood, is the apparent need for us to fall into a category of the type of mother we are. There are young mums, yummy mums, natural mums, working mums, all organic mums, and the list goes on. On top of all the different types of mothers that are out there, there’s […]Read More Technically, we’re all Mums…
One of my friends has a baby that is tiny for her age and a suggestion was made to her that she give her baby growth hormones. This baby is her 4th, and she is fully breastfed and meeting milestones perfectly. This Mum was very quick to say “No thanks” to that suggestion. I was […]Read More I’m not a “Natural kind of Mum”
Yep. It’s so unlikely that I won’t. Until then though, this is painful. Let me shine some perspective onto what I’m saying. First up, we are living with my parents. We are trying so hard towards owning our own home. We are at that stage of the process where we feel like we are drowning. […]Read More “You’ll get there”
So it’s been over 4 months since my little Teddy came along. In the grand scheme of things, he has not been alive for very long. He has learnt a lot about being earth side, and he has shown that even though he had a rough start with feeding and sleeping, he can still manage […]Read More It’s up and down and everywhere in between…
HA HA HA NO THEY DON’T! Well, mine didn’t anyway.. When we brought Teddy home, he wouldn’t sleep anywhere but on my chest. For so many weeks I worked hard on trying to figure out what was wrong with my baby. Why didn’t he like drinking his bottles? Why didn’t he sleep? I have always […]Read More “Babies are easy, all they do is eat and sleep…”
After a not-so-complicated pregnancy, my waters decided to break on the 22nd of July in the early hours of the morning. Steven and I were away camping at a race meet that Steven and his brother were competing in. I told Steven, and told him not to tell anyone, as I would eventually go into […]Read More “Well, who is it??” – Another birth story
You may have run your eyes over my brief, concise and completely sarcastic bio. It’s quite ironic that I was writing that bio while my 13 week old was perfectly nestled in my bed next to me, sleeping peacefully with a beautiful smile on his face. This blog is here to talk about why that […]Read More Context.