An open letter to all my old Me's. The one's that are in pain. I want them to know it gets better. Dear 9 year old me - you won't always have your eating disorder this severe. One day you will be brave enough to try new foods. ARFID will not control you forever. You … Continue reading Dear Past Me – It Gets Better
Ah, the 2 Year Old Health Visitor Review questionnaire. In my opinion, designed to make the parents feel as shite as humanly possible after doing their very best every day. The Doctor's will a;; stop using a preemie's corrected age when the child gets to their 2nd birthday. Their defence for this is that most … Continue reading Short time, big difference
"Mama! Mama! Hey Mama!" This is the current soundtrack to my life. The sweetest little voice, that started out barely audible due to him having to recover from having a vent tube down his throat, has turned into a loud bellow! And the only word he really knows if my name. Mama. He has been … Continue reading No More Silence
Life seems to be going at full speed at the moment. We have been in our new house for about 2 months and if feels like home now, like we've always been here. Its wonderful to have so much space for Jack to run around, and for him to have his own room. I love … Continue reading A New Chapter
Moving house is bittersweet. We always knew we would need to move out of our one bedroom house into somewhere bigger when we had Jack. We’d even tried to move house a couple of times before he was born but no one came along to buy ours. We tried and failed to sell our house … Continue reading Saying goodbye to our first house
An extra blog post thing month, because absolute gem has nominated me of a Liebster Award! This is an award for new bloggers in recognition of their contribution to the blogging world! My nominator Thank you to the lovely blogger who nominated me, The Mum Conundrum I am very honoured. Please go check out her blog, … Continue reading Nominated?!
Over the last few months, I have noticed a change. Quite a small change, some would think, but quite an important one in my recovery from anxiety. I have weaned myself off the baby app that I used to record everything. (It's called "Feed Baby" if anyone is interested in finding it). You know the … Continue reading Learning to lose the app
I don’t drink. There I said it. *gasp* I’m not one of these hilarious mum-bloggers who share the fact that, because their toddler shat on the carpet and started painting with it (yet to happen, I’m sure it will), they drank a whole bottle of gin and it gets thousands of likes. (Actually, I think … Continue reading I’m a crap Mummy-Blogger!
A while ago I was approached by a journalist who writes for the Daily Mirror, about sharing Jack's story. I was nervous. We all have an impression of tabloids and the how the stories appear, very sensationalised and you question the accuracy sometimes. But to me, this was an opportunity to talk about the condition … Continue reading National News
Wonderful hubby, We both have someone who comes before each other now; the sweetest little warrior, and our journey has not been easy for any of us. I feel the need to say sorry to you though. You may have taken a backseat to our journey through prematurity, not intentionally. At first due to it … Continue reading Open Apology to my Husband