Believe it or not, there is a World Calligraphy Day and this year it’s on 14th August. Handwriting can be so beautiful, and celebrating the art and personality of it is definitely something to be applauded. As well as celebrating calligraphy, the day encourages people to get creative before sharing their work online. I love… Continue reading The art of writing
I was kindly gifted my choice of MuralsWallpaper’s new summer 2019 children’s range recently. The new mini murals include life-size jungle scenes and natural landscapes, and the pastel, muted neon and soft green colour palettes used across the selection are based on current trending tones in interiors – particularly in kids’ design. We wanted to… Continue reading Hello toucans!
Our cellar got wet during the last bout of rain, and damaged some of the storage we keep down there. One of the items was a box of Rich’s childhood things, like birthday cards, drawings and old school work. As they had been bobbing around on a tide of rainwater over the last few weeks,… Continue reading Imprints of life
Today’s burning topic: fussy eating We are currently on the cusp of Gus turning 2 and his eating is regressing like a chicken hatching back into its egg. He weaned pretty well, although took a while to master finger food. I put that down to lazy genes (husband’s obviously). He picked up a taste for… Continue reading Fussy McFusspants
This one is tough. I don’t really rationally believe that the boys prefer my husband but I sometimes can’t escape the feeling that they do. They are both daddy’s boys and despite me being the main caregiver, spending most of my time with them, planning their days and activities, worrying about what they should eat,… Continue reading When the kids prefer daddy
After my last post, I took a step back, as I found it really emotionally draining to go back over the utterly shite treatment I had with my last birth in particular. But the state of post-natal care also needs to be addressed and was, on the whole, poor during both my experiences. There have… Continue reading Blog series post #6: Better post-natal care
Both my births were traumatic in different ways. My first son was born after a very long back-to-back labour, I didn’t dilate past 7cm and eventually his oxygen levels plummeted to the point where I had to have a category 1 c-section. I was whisked into a make-shift theatre because the labour suite was in… Continue reading Blog series post #5: Birth trauma