I hesitate to use the phrase ‘inspired by’ but I was sufficiently incensed by this post from lovely Katie at Heels and Hooves about the disgracefully insensitive and downright rude comments directed at her about the size of her baby daughter Lottie, that I felt like I should back her up. As the mother of… Continue reading When it comes to our babies, size doesn’t matter
Before Christmas Jake and I took our first trip on a big train together to travel down to Birmingham for the day to attend the HiPP Organic Wean Team launch brunch. We were very excited (or at least I was!) to be joining the Wean Team, following every step of Jake’s weaning journey over the… Continue reading Jake’s on the HiPP Organic Wean Team!
So last week a couple of things happened that made me a little sad. One was that Jake, at 15 weeks old, was now wearing 6-9 month size clothes, causing me to bag up all his smaller bits he would no longer need. The other was that my not so little bundle of joy was… Continue reading the last firsts
Does anybody else’s child talk the hind legs off everybody you come across wherever you go? Shop assistants, checkout operators, waiting staff, next-door neighbours, other passengers on the Metro – nobody is safe from my son and his never-ending stream of verbal consciousness. Whatever’s in his brain comes tumbling immediately out of his mouth. “Do… Continue reading raising a chatterbox
This week for my weekly local newspaper column in the Chronicle, I sent an edited version of a post I wrote a while ago about the importance of taking the time to read books with your children. I was thrilled with the positive responses I received from like-minded parents and organisations promoting reading for kids… Continue reading words and pictures
Little Man loves helping us out in the kitchen, or watching us as we cook, so for Christmas we bought him his own apron and mini chef’s hat which he loves and has worn on more than one occasion to make Play-Doh cookies. We are definitely foodie parents and it’s important to us that Joe… Continue reading culinary delights with a four year old
So my increasingly-not-so-little man is turning four. There is nothing quite like the stark reality of another year ticking by to make parents nostalgic for ‘when you were a baby’, lamenting the fact that their bundle of joy is inevitably growing up. At least with a September birthday, Little Man still has the best part… Continue reading Growing up too quickly? Not if I can help it