It’s time for the back-to-work discussions. I was totally gagging to get back to my less than inspiring job when this conversation came up during my last maternity leave. Actually, that’s not true – I was definitely game but what I went back to was the most interesting part of my role which has now… Continue reading Bonkers Klaxon Alert: Should I get a job in London?
Baby Loss Awareness Week 2017’s #simplysay campaign has had me thinking. #simplysay is about promoting the knowledge that the best thing to say to someone who has had a miscarriage is ‘I’m sorry’. To highlight how often this isn’t the case, people have been posting the dumbass things people have said to them afterwards. The… Continue reading #simplysay … for Baby Loss Awareness Week 2017
Our little girl is six months old today and I haven’t written about her at all which is TERRIBLE form. My blogging is appalling. I could’ve gestated a whole other human in the time it’s taken me to get my shit together and write this post. Must. Do. Better. (General rule about everything). Now. Where were… Continue reading Six months overdue …
These past few weeks I’ve had the most wonderful revelation that even though I’m having another planned c-section, I can also have a real birth plan. And I’m so excited! We had an elective c-section with Baby Bee. It wasn’t the fear of a ‘normal’ birth that led me to that choice and he wasn’t breech… Continue reading Gentle Cesareans – how to feel part of the c-section circus
Aside from being ancient, I’m also busty. Super duper busty. For example, my non-pregnant boobies are a lusty 30JJ. When I was pregnant with Baby Bee, I went up to a 34KK. And that was one of my issues – no-one makes nursing bras that actually work for ridiculous boobs. We don’t exist. There is… Continue reading Massive Nursing Bras: the holy grail of maternity underwear
Oh January. How full of hope you begin and how drunk and belligerent you end. January brings change, no matter what anyone wants. Because we’ve all got to start writing a ‘7’ instead of a ‘6’ now which is a challenge that will stay with us until about November this year and just when we finally write it… Continue reading Change: the ultimate sneaker-upper
Mr Bee has snapped his achilles and is now in a cast for ten weeks. And he snapped it not running to save Baby Bee from a house fire. Or leaping to his defence before a raging lion. Mr Bee tore his tendon playing Old Man Football. The sort of football where he and his… Continue reading When he reminds you why you said yes …