the job that never stops..
17th of January, it makes the special occasion of my daughters birthday, and in this case her 1st birthday. I'd already cried quite a lot at this point, how had my squishy potato that slept all the time turned into an almost walking, dada saying 1 year old?! Spending the night before preparing for her... Continue Reading →
Back in August 2019, me and the little one travelled down south from our little home in the North West to visit my mum in the London Area. It was an amazing trip, but fuck the journey was long. At this point, miss baby was 7 months old, only a month into weaning, but very... Continue Reading →
As your baby gets older and more aware, you can no longer plonk their sleeping form down and get on with your day, while they nap the time away happily. Oh no, we've reached the age where interaction is a must. I am already guilty of putting something on tv (usually some kind of YouTube... Continue Reading →
surviving parenthood 