Forget burning bras in a demonstration for women’s rights, for me, emancipation came in the form of a bottle. Not a bottle of gin (you may be surprised to hear) but a bottle of formula. One of my favourite bloggers about pregnancy and childbirth has been The Honest Dad. His posts are pragmatic and most … More Emancipation in a Bottle
Before becoming a mum, if I had been asked to think of words to describe a baby, I probably would have thought of adjectives such as “soft”, “downy”, “cuddly”. I had no idea then, that babies have so many sharp, pointy bits. Our first traumatic experience with A was trying to crop his nails. I … More Tooth and Claw
For any parent who has had the unfortunate experience of singing mindless nursery rhymes to try and calm a bored child, you may recognise the paraphrasing of the popular “10 Green Bottles” lyrical masterpiece. This actually describes the state of our house this week. I have been lucky enough to be able to breastfeed … More 10 Milk Bottles Hanging Round the House…
