I went back to work after maternity leave when my first son was 8 months old, and when my second son was 7 months. I had exclusively breast fed both of them until I weaned them onto food at six months old, and continued to breast feed them after that - for my eldest until … Continue reading Pump it! Breastfeeding tips for returning to work.
For world mental health day I decided to read over the blog post I wrote about my PTSD a year ago - follow this link if you fancy doing the same - and doing a spot of compare and contrast to see how far I had come. I remember myself a year ago, grappling with … Continue reading Mummy’s mental health
Ever since I first met my husband, my life has felt like it has been in transition. From me moving into my first flat where I began to grow into a step mother figure to my step children, through us buying and renovating our first home while I did my teacher training, to finding out … Continue reading Embracing change
I wasn't sure if I would be beach body ready only three months after having my second baby. To test out whether I was or not, I put a bikini on my body and put it on a beach. And nobody arrested me. So it turns out I was ready after all! 🤸🏼♀️ Oh how … Continue reading My positively post partum body
I met my husband when I was 22. I had been out of university for almost two years, I had just moved into a little rented flat by myself, and I had an okay admin job in Shoreditch. In terms of ties and responsibilities I had very few. Fast forward two and a half years … Continue reading How to cope when you suddenly have loads of children
There are so many elements to stepmotherhood that I could write about here, but I decided to start with this as it is kind of where it all began. When did I first become a step mum?If I'm honest, I'm not sure. It's not like becoming a mother. That just happens, as soon as you … Continue reading Becoming a step mum
Did I write this just so that I could finally use that ☝ picture somewhere? Maybe... The waiting gameMy first son, Alfie, was born bang on his due date. I couldn't help but let this influence my expectations. As much as I told myself that every birth and pregnancy is different, all signs pointed to … Continue reading My birth story
Brotherly love These are the two boys who turned my world upside down. (See what I did there?) As I quite frequently and openly explain, neither of them were planned. I regularly get huge doses of mum guilt for not having my life "together" enough by the time they made their arrival - our small … Continue reading Two’s company
I couldn't let #mentalhealthawareness day pass without mention. It's so important to talk about and share our mental health struggles, not just because of how much it helps to open up, but so that it normalises the discussion, and reduces the stigma. I know lots of the mums I follow have suffered from PTSD and … Continue reading Mental health awareness day: me and my PTSD.
In four days time, on Saturday the 8th of July, me and my fiancé are getting married. That's not the scary part though. That's not the part that is making my stomach flip over and fill with butterflies, that is filling me with tingly anxious nervous excitement from head to toe. In four days time, on Saturday … Continue reading Nice day for a not-so-white wedding…