If you have a child and have ever used the internet (first time? Welcome!) there’s a good chance you’ve stumbled across a parenting forum. Message boards filled with questions and answers about child rearing (please note: ‘answers’ may also come in the form of criticism, judgement, opinion and extremely unhelpful, not even remotely related ‘advice’) . I’m a […]
I like to be really honest on this blog which is why I’ve never pretended to be an awesome mother. I like to think I’m a good mum though. Or, at least, I’m not a bad mum. But something happened over the weekend that I’m not exactly proud of. I debated whether I should share it […]
My ten week old baby had closed his beautiful blue eyes approximately three times in his entire life. I wasn’t just tired, I was WIRED. My brain was breaking the sound barrier as it hurtled around my skull. I felt like I was on fast forward and a bit tweaky as I arrived early for our second mothers group session […]
It is the great divide between the breeders and the childless in society….The witching hour(s). Blissfully unaware non-parents will spend the hours between 4pm and 7pm wrapping up a few things at work, heading home for dinner, or perhaps even heading out to meet up with friends for a jolly laugh and a beverage or four. […]
As you’re facing the needle they’re about to stick in your baby’s thigh, just hours after he was born, there’s a part of you that screams “STOP!” He’s so perfect and untouched. He hasn’t even had breast milk yet. This will be the first substance to enter his body. It doesn’t seem right. Except for one […]
Part One of this story has been read more than 120,000 times. I have no idea what made it so popular (I’ve written much better stuff people!). I can only assume there are thousands of mums and dads who have been weighed down by society’s disappointment in their inability to produce at least one child […]
I finally understand why people put those festive ‘Baby On Board’ signs in their car windows. It’s not for the certain je ne sais quois it adds to your people mover, as elegant as they are. It’s not to boast about your ability to reproduce (that’s what the “My Family” stickers are for). It is, […]
My heart has been shattered. It’s in a million pieces on the floor. My dreams have been slaughtered and I’m doomed to a half-life of pain and misery. You’ve brought me into this cruel world and your lack of remorse is a dagger to my soul. I can’t reach the bench.