#anFword is back and this one is all about change. Change is important. Kitty and B has changed and evolved, as have I. But, just as important is recognising what doesn't need to change. Here's what I've changed and what hasn't changed and why.
Baby rave, baby disco, baby dance, whatever you want to call it, it's an absolute must. In fact, not just babies, all young kids love them and they're a great way to bond. We've been to a few and so here 5 reasons why every parent and carer should take their baby to a disco.
One love has been a major theme of the past few weeks, whether it’s the Bob Marley song that dominated my sister’s gorgeous wedding, or me prancing about tennis courts with my uni friend on our staycation in my favourite newbies from New Look, or me trying to take more time for myself (as I mentioned in Learning to love my #selfie), or getting used the challenges and fabulousness over my first year as a mum, or, the big one, preparing myself for single motherhood.
#anFword is NoThis week, #anFword is no. This includes Toddlers and the Art of Saying No and How to Fix a MacBook for Free when your computer says no. The Idiot's Guide!No can be negative and it can also be positive - no limits, no regrets, no problem, no worries.No can be life preserving - No, B, don't eat
#anFword: ShoeI've decided I'm going to write a regular post, which will be a word (or phrase) that sums up the past week or so, and as I'll be deciding the word every Friday, I'll be calling it #anFword (a Friday word). It's a given that the F word will inevitably have been a part of my
Going back to work after maternity leave Me crying is not necessarily a new phenomenon, I cry at all sorts of weird and not so weird things for reasons of happiness, sadness, frustration, because something is truly hilarious, or just because I feel like listening to music and having a good old bawl!
Having a dream is easy, but overcoming fears and finding the motivation to follow that dream is something we often struggle with. I found my motivation and would love to share my story in the hopes that you'll find yours, too.Why now? The answer is, if not now, then when?I have loved reading and writing
That awkward moment when you realise you’ve just walked three miles along a busy road with your poms poms out! When I wore this Christmas jumper last year, I was 3 months pregnant and trying not to vomit every hour of the day, so I hadn’t noticed the not so subtle placement of my penguin pom poms.
My First 6 Months of Motherhood What an interesting ride! I remember being a week into motherhood, still in the hospital and just staring like a crazed stalker at my teeny tiny 6.5lb baby and not being able to see as far as the next hour, never mind the next day.