Bringing home J after months in the hospital, I had a vague idea to what the day-to-day life would be like to start with, given a summary of things, signs to look out for and follow appointments scheduled. Attending development reviews and consultant appointments, going through the motions and watching development like a hawk until we finally got the news he was discharged. Though I found out a part of being a premmie mum is, the watching and worrying about development doesn’t end there. Continue reading “Is it Because of Prematurity? A Question I Ask Myself Often”
When you have a baby, people you know and complete strangers seem to like to impart their *wisdom* to you. Babywearing Ro was one that seemed to attract these comments for me. So did babywearing create a rod for my own back? Continue reading “Did Babywearing Create a Rod for My Own Back”
16th of June is a day etched in my mind forever. It was the day I would never have to walk out of the doors of SCBU and leave my son behind again. No more all hours phone calls to check how he was doing, holding my breath as I walked through the doors to the nursery room or sitting hearing the monitors beep. The day we could finally be a family, the day we could bring him home. Continue reading “A Day Etched in my Mind Forever”
I spent so much time of my pregnancy with Ro trying to come up with the perfect name, scouring baby name websites and downloading countless name apps to finally decide on a name. Now she is here, her brother has decided he is going to call her a new name, and it’s starting to stick.
In less than a month Ro will be turning 1, where that time has gone? It feels like only yesterday I held her for the first time. Although now I have had to turn my attention to what to get her for her birthday and I thought I would put together a 1st birthday gift guide.
This is a birthday guide with a twist, as there is so many wonderful toys out there to help your baby learn all about the world around them. There is also things you could make as presents for them. Continue reading “Colourful and Sensory – 1st Birthday Gift Guide”
What do you do when your child’s toy, that is he’s comfort, his friend who he cuddles and tells his stories to, comes to the point he has been overloved? This is what I am contemplating today. Continue reading “Retiring Marv, the Very Loved Robot”
** Warning – This post contains a photograph of gastroschisis that some readers may find graphic **
When I was born 37 years ago, I was born with a birth defect called Gastroschisis. This is a birth defect of the abdominal wall, where the wall does not form completely, so when the intestines move from the umbilical cord to the stomach, the bowel remains outside of the body and is exposed to air when born. The survival rate was not high when I was born and in my case was not detected before birth. Continue reading “Gastroschisis and Me – 37 Years on”
10 months ago Ro was born, and although I felt like a first time mum again, clueless in every way, one thing I was determined to do was breastfeed.
Before I went to be induced, I couldn’t bring myself really to plan to bring home a baby, anxiety had set in big time, I couldn’t imagine I would be so lucky to bring home a baby. Continue reading “10 Months In”
Normality is finally being restored to it’s normal level of chaos. These past few weeks have been so crazy and stressful, but in a space of a few days, I found out if I still had a role at work, J had his pediatric appointment for his heart palpitations and Ro had her development assessment. Then to add to the mix weekends where Mr was away for part or all of it has made for interesting times. Continue reading “Organised Chaos has Resumed”
With all the hurdles, struggles and guilt we have to deal with as parents, instead of supporting each other, why do so many judge others? I just don’t get it!
I breastfeed, babywear and co-sleep because it works for me. I researched it all, read of pros and cons and I made an informed choice of the way I want to parent my children. . If someone formula feeds, baby sleeps in their own cot and they don’t carry their baby in a carrier, why should I critique the way they parent ? Continue reading “Why Judge ?”