When I received my box of MooGoo, Dusty Girls makeup I was so excited, natural makeup at last! The box it was delivered in has a big cow on each side, Monkey always loves to colour in the cow. The makeup itself is also beautifully packaged in mellow, dusky tones and lovely natural illustrations. On… Continue reading Dusty Girls Natural Make Up.
When I was pregnant with Monkey one thing I was so looking forward to was weaning, exploring foods with my child. Different flavours, eating out, the food markets in London and of course, baking. Well, that didn’t work out for me, it’s been a bloody nightmare. Oh well, onwards and upwards. As the smallest crumb… Continue reading Extreme weaning
I felt like I was living a nightmare, this should be the happiest time of my life; two beautiful children and the chance to be a stay-at-home mum. I was worried I would get postnatal depression with my son, as I was more prone to it because of my history with OCD, but it never… Continue reading Postnatal depression
Since my amazing little Ladybird was born, life has been non-stop, I knew it would be hard but wow, what a shock! I must admit I’ve been feeling down, I can feel myself slipping backwards. I don’t feel like me, I’m sure I’m not the only mum or person to feel like this. Constantly washing,… Continue reading Getting me back
It has been 38 weeks and I am done!!! I would like to get cracking with the next stage of life, it maybe a steep learning curve but I’m ready for this baby to come out!! Let’s take the jump. I was thrown an amazing surprise baby shower by my lovely mum friends. To say… Continue reading Mission: baby out!
The main reason I choose not to have the Down Syndrome test for any of my pregnancies is, when I was born I had many problems. They weren’t sure whether I would survive and if I did, how disabled I wold be. Luckily, in the end my disabilities, even though difficult (OCD, dyspraxia and… Continue reading Why I chose not to have the Down Syndrome test during pregnancy.
My birth was awful, I have been told on several occasions, and left my mother with a very large scar that I made on my grand entrance. I had a prolapsed cord (my umbilical cord bent and fell out) not nice! Especially for my dear mum. Everybody else seems to fall pregnant when you want… Continue reading M is for Missed Miscarriage