I’ve been feeling pretty shitty lately, no idea why (I know full well why - a big fat FUCK YOU to Mother Nature you old rag). Being a single mum is bloody great and I’m so empowered and strong and blah blah blaaaaah. It’s nice I feel that way sometimes, and it’s really bloody fantastic… Continue reading Single Mum Realities, a long moan
Okay so it’s not 100% finished and there’s a fair bit left to do, but Elijah’s play room is done for now! I get a lot of questions about the details when I post about it so I’m going to do this post so it’s all in one! The question I get the most is… Continue reading New home: Elijah’s room
Okay so it's definitely time for the obligatory 'where-has-the-time-gone' 'they-grow-so-fast' blog post. But really, where does the time go? I have a ONE YEAR OLD!!!!! I know I keep saying it but I just honestly cannot believe it. One whole year I've kept myself AND a baby alive. For one year I've had my life… Continue reading Elijah is one!
Where does the time go? Elijah is one tomorrow. ONE!!?? This time last year I was hurled up in a ball in bed, thrashing myself around, two hot water bottles on rotation force feeding myself for energy waiting for my waters to burst. The sweet child of mine is currently fast asleep after yet another… Continue reading 23 firsts in 12 months
Motherhood is weird as fuck. You're obsessed with your tiny human, but at the same time would give ANYTHING for an hour long soak in a boiling hot bubble bath with a cuppa, scented candle and Netflix, only to miss their little face after 5 minutes. It's something no one did or could have possibly prepared me… Continue reading 11 Things Nobody Tells You About Parenthood
You only need to glance through my blog to know that I'm absolutely a borderline hoarder. I keep everything that belongs to or was made by Elijah. Keeping his newborn baby clothes just folded up in a box seemed like such a shame, but all the memory blankets started at £65+ which is just waaaay… Continue reading Memory Bear
Being a Mum is fucking hard. But being a single mum is a different kind of hard. Not harder, but literally a completely different kind of hard. You're solely responsible for your tiny human. You put the food on the table. You make sure they're clothed. You make sure they're healthy. You do the bedtimes,… Continue reading Being A Single Mum