As with anything, there are good and bad days that come with this motherhood lark. Some days I feel invincible and very excited about the next chapter in our lives. Others I feel overwhelmed and emotional about the whole thing, uncertain of my ability to pull it off. I read that this is totally normal and my haywire hormones and sleep deprivation are the cause, but I do wonder if it’s worse for single mums, with nobody else to share the load. Of course being in a couple brings it’s own issues, I don’t doubt that, but doing this alone is tough. And there’s so much to do. Continue reading
If you’ve seen this already (and why wouldn’t you have .. it’s gone ‘viral’ for goodness sake) just ignore this post. If not, where have you been? Anyhoo … you should look at this, it’s hilarious. Although slightly fills me with fear for obvious reasons. Continue reading
My boy is three weeks old and it feels like he’s been in my life forever already. Motherhood is a heady mix of wonderful, surprising, stressful, exhausting and lots of other words in between. He smiled at me for the first time this morning. And if you say it was wind I’ll beat you with a smelly nappy. With these three weeks under my belt it’s time to reflect on the stuff I wish I’d known (or paid more attention to). As it says up there in that catchy title. Continue reading
Giving birth, what a breeze.
Is what no woman in the world says, ever.
I’ll be honest, I wasn’t entirely prepared. Although some mums shared some of their horror story with me and I read a whole bunch of books and blog posts on the subject, I still wasn’t quite ready for the full shebang. Maybe mums hold back on some of the intricate awful details. Maybe it’s an unspoken rule. Maybe it’s because the end result (aka the baby) makes us immediately forget all the horrid stuff. Either way, looking at my experience and that of the other women in hospital at the same time as me, it can be pretty bloody awful. Continue reading