Gone are the days where we post a takeaway coffee or a meal from the beefeater on our instagram feed with #dinner or #caffeine, simply snapping away a nice view on our commute, our breakfast/lunch/dinner, or maybe a random pigeon. Social media was casual, it was laid back, we didn't really have an aesthetic and… Continue reading Running the social media gauntlet
A letter to my disabled sons teacher…
Dear Teacher, I cannot ever thank you enough. You took my fragile, vulnerable little boy, and you placed him under your wing. You provided a safe place, you gave him love and patience. Over the last two and a bit school years you have shaped him into the wonderful young man he is today. As… Continue reading A letter to my disabled sons teacher…
[ad] Why Inflatanation is the hidden gem of indoor attractions.
I don't know about other parents but the thought of taking all my children out together on my own sends my anxiety soaring higher than the shard. I'm not even sure if it's the physical managing of my four boys that I worry I can't do, or perhaps I just need to moral support of… Continue reading [ad] Why Inflatanation is the hidden gem of indoor attractions.
Turning 30 – and why it isn’t what I thought it would be
I can't have been the only child who thought about 30 year olds and imagined 'real' adults, with grown up jobs, homeowners (probably) and basically people who had their sh*t together all of the time. 30 seemed like a million years away and in the journey from child to thirty I thought that all of… Continue reading Turning 30 – and why it isn’t what I thought it would be
Happy Father’s Day
"Happy Father's Day Dad. Love you, Natalie xx" A message on his Facebook page last year, I never sent a card. Not last year, the year before, or maybe any year since I was small. I won't type that message this year, as you're not here anymore to see. Am I allowed to miss you,… Continue reading Happy Father’s Day
My positive birth story
After having difficult births with my 2nd and 3rd children, very long labours both times, ventouse delivery with son 2 and a "failed induction" leading to an emergency cesarean with a significant post partum haemmorage with son 3, I was absolutely determined to have a positive birth experience with my fourth child. I had already… Continue reading My positive birth story
Our rainbow baby
I love all my four boys to the ends of the earth, but my second youngest is our rainbow baby, and that's kinda special. Before we were lucky enough to welcome him into the world we had suffered two heartbreaking losses back to back. I didn't think there was a worse pain than a miscarriage… Continue reading Our rainbow baby
How your first born tricks you into reproducing again (and again)
The single child/precious first born/only child/deceiver of reproduction Your first born baby is a beautiful, angelic type creature, who makes you want 100 just like them. They just make your heart melt as you watch them sleep, and even if their sleep isn't that great, you still melt at the sight of them asleep even… Continue reading How your first born tricks you into reproducing again (and again)
AD – #BepanthenProtects
With baby number 4 due imminently and as a household that already uses Bepanthen Nappy Care Ointment, I jumped at the chance to do a sponsored post for Bepanthen. They sent out the most adorable little pack with both a 30g and a 100g tube of Bepanthen, a hard cover children's book and a penguin… Continue reading AD – #BepanthenProtects
My winter skin saviour
Autumn and Winter are my favourite seasons, kicking leaves, big coats, fluffy jumpers and boots. They literally are the most beautiful seasons, but they don't seem to like me as much at all! I often get dry lips, dry patches on my face and my hands get so so sore, especially my knuckles. And there… Continue reading My winter skin saviour
The Scenic Route to Sanity 