• just some thoughts,  Parenting,  Pet Peeves

    My husband is not babysitting and he does not need to be babysat.

    Do you know what I hate? When we set the bar reeeeeally low for dads. Like if they change a nappy or turn up at the school thing that one time, or get up once in the night they’re bloody legends. Absolute heroes. AMAZING. Cheers for any dad that is actually physically existing anywhere even remotely close to their child at any given time! KUDOS! via GIPHY Don’t get me wrong, these are all good things. Fantastic things we can all appreciate. But I bet if a mum was to do any of that stuff, a lot of people would be all like, “So? That’s her job.” I think we…

  • Fertility,  just some thoughts,  milestones,  Parenting

    6 weeks post partum.

    I started writing this a week ago (the Little Miss is 7 weeks old as I publish this)! Getting back into blogging is harder than it used to be haha. Yep. We’ve reached that magical milestone. Six weeks after the delivery of the Little Miss. That time when you go to the doctor for a check up and you hopefully get a lot of answers that will help you to move on with your life. At least that’s what it symbolises for me! It’s been a long six weeks, but it’s also gone by so fast. That is a shit sentence that doesn’t appear to make any sense but I…

  • just some thoughts,  Parenting

    {From the Vault} We can’t control everything and I’m OK with that.

    I wrote this post in 2014 and it sat in my drafts folder until now – the Little Mister was 2 years old. The first sentence kind of makes me laugh because I know it wasn’t always that easy (still isn’t!), but I still agree that we need to shake off the pressure we are made to feel because we can’t control everything. Life is messy. Kids will do what they will do – they’re their own crazy little people. Especially toddlers! We can provide them with the best environment to grow and thrive but sometimes it doesn’t quite go to plan. That doesn’t mean we’ve done a bad job x I…

  • just some thoughts

    {From the Vault} Where do you draw the line?

    As I continue the ‘From the Vault’ series (where I FINALLY publish long forgotten blog post drafts), I bring to you a post I wrote in January 2014. I don’t think I had the courage to hit publish on this one because I felt that it could be perceived as shaming other parents who do things differently to me. Honestly, it was not coming from a place of judgement. I just wanted to explain why I have rarely made my son’s face public and how I’ve personally chosen to go about things. The thing is, we’re all really still exploring what it means to have a social media/blogging ‘digital footprint’…

  • just some thoughts,  Parenting,  Secondary Infertility

    {From the Vault} Just wait until you have kids! Said no Kez ever.

    I just found this post in my drafts folder – dated October, 2013 (the Little Mister was almost 2). I think it’s still relevant now – especially as I’ve experienced quite the journey with secondary infertility. I have occasionally heard the words, “At least you only have one child. I have (insert plural number here). Just wait until you experience it!” as a way of telling me that I have it easier and have no idea. Sure, I probably do have it easier in some ways – I definitely have it easier than someone who wants so badly to become a parent but cannot. But I’d also argue that the…

  • Parenting

    The ‘You Didn’t Put it Away’ box.

    One thing I love about the Little Mister is that he’s super creative and inquisitive. I love the way that he can use his imagination to turn a crappy box into a car or a bunch of pipe cleaners into a pair of ridiculous glasses. He’s always so busy! It’s fantastic and it makes me feel good (i.e. relieved!) that he often opts for play over screen time. This can come with its drawbacks, though. He hoards every little treasure he finds. Because everything – even a ripped piece of paper – can turn into the most magical thing. So you can imagine how hard it is to throw things out…

  • Uncategorized

    Stuff I wish I wrote (or that I just love).

    image source Guys, I am not kidding when I tell you I am getting stir crazy. Did you know that I have not left my home for a week?! If I didn’t have a Friday night date with my girlfriends to see Magic Mike XXL (we are all really interested in the plot of course), I think I’d go absolutely loco. Well, more than usual. Everyone’s taken their turns being sick in our household and OMFG I want out!! I haven’t touched my make up in days and I have worn variations of really daggy PJs/track suit/leggings combos for an embarrassingly long streak. What’s going on in the real world,…

  • just some thoughts,  Little Mister,  Parenting

    All ‘growed’ up.

    I don’t know where the time has gone. I really don’t. But the Little Mister is hurtling towards 4 years old at a frightening rate. Just the other day he ticked over 3 years and 8 months old. It sounds SO much older than 3 and a half. SO MUCH OLDER. It has been a fun age (mostly). He’s getting so much more of a sense of independence and his confidence has been growing. This has made things a little bit easier for his parents too! He can sit still for longer (he’s going to his first ever movie at the cinema on the weekend – so exciting) and the…

  • just some thoughts,  milestones,  Parenting

    No dummy.

    So it happened. Yesterday morning. He coughed and it fell in the toilet. And that was that. Yep. After months of wondering when the right time would be to tackle the Little Mister’s giving up of the dummy/pacifier/binky/soother (whatever you know it as), fate sorted it out for me quick smart. The Little Mister is 3 years and 4 months old(ish). He has had a dummy for sleep time for most of his life. Until he got all of his teeth (May last year), he had one whenever he really needed one because it helped soothe his gums somehow. He hasn’t regularly had a dummy when we’re out and about since…

  • just some thoughts,  Parenting

    Starting day care for the first time – the what ifs and the possibilities.

    image The Little Mister starts day care for the first time this week and while I’ve been excited at the thought of free time (ha – let’s see how long that lasts with the possibility of casual work and all the tasks that pile up each week), I am starting to get really nervous! Despite the fact that he is SO ready and I know he’s going to thoroughly enjoy being the little social butterfly that he is, I am still freaking out a little….because I’m me. We’re sending him once a week (with the possibility of twice by the end of the year), to help him prepare for 3…