Parenting archive

I became a parent in November 2009 and, as the cliché goes, my world turned upside down. PHP posts turned to pregnancy, midnight gaming turned to midnight (and 1am, and 2am, and ...) feeds. Here lies documented tales of poop, boobs, toddler tantrums and the nitty gritty that goes with being Mum.

Bedhopping

We recently purchased a 2nd hand IKEA Kura bed & bed tent for Izzy with the grand plan that we’d eventually turn it over and then convert it into a bunk bed a la this popular IKEA hack so that Oliver can sleep underneath. In the mean time, while we get over our fear of… read more →

The ‘W’ word

Weaning that is. Oliver has stopped feeding. I’m not sure when exactly he stopped – he’s been reducing his feeds for months. He’d feed a couple of times in one day, then nothing for a day, then a feed, then another skipped day. More gradual than Izzy from what I remember, but earlier than I’d… read more →

Death

I’m trying to crack on with some work but one of my servers is 503ing, which – as you can probably imagine – is not particularly conducive to “cracking on”, so as an interim measure I’ve just read Alison’s latest post Trying to be as strong as I want my children to be, which surfaced… read more →

Goodbye 2013! Goodbye CMPI!

We made a rather interesting discovery on Christmas Day. It wasn’t intentional; Oliver helped himself to some of Isabel’s chocolate buttons – mouth stuffed so full that chocolatey dribble was oozing out of the corners – and we figured in for a penny, in for a pound and put proper butter and cream in the… read more →

You know you’re normally a co-sleeper when…

Your child sleeps longer than normal in their own bed and you wake every hour anyway because you’re not used to them being away from you. You wake every time your little absent cosleeper murmers because you’re not used to hearing his sleep sounds over the monitor. You sleep on the edge of the bed,… read more →

Having it all? What a load of boll….

Off the back of Beth’s eloquent piece on being “wonder woman” I can’t help but summarise my opinion on the phrase “having it all”: it’s a load of — and look away now if you’re of sensitive disposition — complete and total bollocks. “Having it all” is just another stick invented by the media to… read more →

Little Hoarder

Last week, every time Oliver went to sleep he did so clutching his little orange van. By the weekend, every time Oliver went to sleep he did so clutching a car and his little orange van. Today at nap time he went to sleep clutching a red car, a red and white car, and his… read more →

Chores and Pocket Money

Isabel turns four next week and as such I’ve been slowly introducing her to the idea of pocket money. It is my hope that if I give her the opportunity to earn money from an early age (and really, we’re only talking about the odd 10 pence here, nothing significant because I’m not made of… read more →

An Oliver Update

As requested, an update on the small people (breaking it up to get more posts out of it, hahaha) The last time I blogged about Oliver, I was talking about how I’d felt ‘forced’ to wean him over night because his latch is at its absolute worst then. Within a few weeks, he’d stopped asking… read more →