• Newborn & New mum must haves 

    Dexter is almost 6 months old and so lots of the newborn stage items have been packed away. I was ruthless this time and only kept what I knew made those newborn days a whole lot easier, rather than having everything just in case. Here’s our low down on what we loved.. Snuzpod– we used a one of these bedside sleepers with Freddie and it was fabulous, so naturally I carried this on for Dex as we liked it so much. Being three in one makes it really versatile and it rocks too! It’s so easy to have baby safely so close next to you and it helped so much…

  • Which Hyperemesis tips NOT to offer Princess Kate

    So, the Duchess of Cambridge is pregnant for the third time and suffering with her third bout of Hyperemesis Gravardium (HG). Having been there twice with both pregnancies I do completely empathise with her, it’s horrendous. There are still a few nuggets of wisdom that people like to offer which drive me up the wall when it comes to HG. Mostly by people who have never suffered from it! Here are my top five. “Most people get some morning sickness” Nope. No. NOT EVEN. It’s 24 hours a day, every five minutes and it DRAINS YOUR SOUL. This is NOT morning sickness. It’s constant, debilitating vomiting that’s actually very dangerous…

  • Peace of mind with a little Hero

    We have had a long and tough battle with Dexter suffering from Silent Reflux. It has been more scary than I ever imagined as he has had a few episodes where he chokes on the thick acid, one time needing an ambulance because he stopped breathing and responding. My husband managed to eventually clear his airway and bring him back but it made me feel very ill for a while and experience a wave of parenting paranoia that I don’t think will leave me. Freddie was a straightforward baby and So this experience turned parenting on its head for Dexter, I have been constantly worried. Silent reflux is worse for…

  • Freddie is 3.

    1095 days ago I was holding you in my arms and I was finally a mommy. You had a bent up little “boxers” nose is how I described you and as you were born your daddy told me you were a boy, and I said your name “Freddie” before I even held you. We didn’t find out what sex you were but I knew you were a boy. Today, you are three and I am just trying to fathom how and where the time has gone so quickly.  You have had a another tough year really, just as I was up and about walking and back at work after slipping…

  • My *ideal* hospital bag for labour

    I’m rearranging my hospital bag for the hundredth time and each time I’m pretty sure I’m losing part of my sanity with each stash. With Freddie I’m sure I packed it once and I was happy..second time round I’m doubting everything and getting stressy over the most mundane things (big pants?) I would be more more chilled I’m sure, if I was packing my “ideal” hospital bag. You know, the one you actually want to take? Without the mattress pads, socks, hair ties, straws, lip balm, nursing bras etc etc  Mine would consist of.. Prosecco – no point being dull, get the pre drinks going with a bang and those…