There is a lingering smell of sick in the UFM household. Pops threw up all over her hair and bed last night. Cue me trying to reassure her that being sick is “fine darling just fine” as I was inwardly screaming..
My poor aching back! I was sitting holding baby Louis in his usual upright position pretty much from 5am until 11am as he wanted to only be in my arms and I’m definitely feeling it now. Worth it for that cute..
I was out with my gorgeous friend B and her 16 week old on Friday. We went to Brasserie Zedel in Piccadilly and as we hauled our prams/baby rucksacks and other detritus including of course the babies themselves we noticed that..
Can we talk about poo? Is that OK? Or is it gross? Probably gross but then again isn’t that what mothers of small babies talk about the whole time? “What colour is it?” “When did he last go?” “Is it meant..
Some days are so much tougher than others aren’t they? Today is one of the tough ones. It’s tough because I’ve had three hours sleep and I’m finding it hard to function. It’s tough because my back and neck hurt from..
I read the other day that some babies start sleeping through the night at 8 weeks. Having had a baby before I know that this is rubbish. Yes a baby can sleep through the night for maybe a few precious days/weeks..
“So what contraception are you considering?” asked the enthusiastic GP at my 6 week check? “Umm what?” I said as I was awoken from my daydream about hot chocolate which mainly came about because I am going dairy free to try..