When you prepare for the arrival of a baby you'll see that there's a gadget for everything but truth be told you don't need most of them. We went to an antenatal class where the midwife advised us that all we needed were clothes and nappies (and bottles and milk if you weren't planning on…
Passing ships
Having a baby is a wonderful, life changing event and is tough going, you get warned of how it can effect your relationship and put a strain on it but you don't really understand how until you're in the mix of it. Recently my husband and I realised what trap we'd fallen into, we'd thrown…
We don’t do grief very well.
Since losing my Dad I've spent sometime talking to a counsellor about bereavement. It's been a good way of talking through my thought processes and relieving some of the stress and tension. She made a comment to me very early on which a couple of months later I wanted to explore. "In Britain we don't…
Things only a baby can get away with.
Since becoming a mum I've noticed that there's certain things that you can only get away with whilst being a baby. A lot of these do relate to bodily functions: Congratulations. Only as a baby can you be congratulated and cheered for your burps or poos! Regularly I find myself saying, "well done" and "good…
Happy Birthday Pops!
Yesterday would've been Poppa M's birthday, last year we marked the occasion as it was the first one since he passed. Nothing too special, we just had his favourite curry for dinner and my mum came round to join us. We chatted about him and had a laugh, to be honest as the first of…
You learn who your friends are
The title may sound negative, however it's not meant that way at all. When you go through 2 of the most challenging and life changing events that I've focused this blog on, you learn who your friends are. Now, yes when my Dad died I had a fair few people who I did feel let…
Me time.
10 weeks in and I finally bit the bullet and did it! I ventured out on my own without Baby P, don't worry she wasn't left unattended, I asked her to stay home and babysit her father! Partly due to breastfeeding I'd not yet left her but also mainly because it put the fear of…
It’s the best thing.
My little one is currently nestled under my chin, milk drunk and snoozing after waking from her slumber teary and upset with that classic newborn cry of hers. Everything had come at once, she'd given me a present in her nappy which woke her and she was hungry but also not ready to wake from…
A visit in my dreams
Last night my Dad came to see me, he sat on the sofa and cuddled and played with my little girl like any doting Grandad would. Then I woke up and the realisation that it was just a dream hit me hard like a cold slap across the face. Just over a year on I'm…
He wasn’t superman, he was just my Dad…
I was watching a documentary on George Michael and he was asked how he would’ve like to be remembered and this made think about how I want to remember my Dad and how I want to describe him to my daughter. Truthfully, that’s how. I don’t want to portray my Dad as Superman or a…
Learning to Cope 