In general I would describe my parenting style as “picking my battles”. Don’t want to wear your coat? Okay. Don’t want to eat your dinner? That’s cool with me. I put a lot of faith in natural consequences. I figure…
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I adored being pregnant. I adored embracing the changes in my body, celebrating what it was doing and watching my baby bump grow. I adored reading those little updates on my phone, the ones that tell you when your baby…
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I’m currently stood in my kitchen, staring at a bottle of cow’s milk, fighting back tears. I’m sure that might sound ridiculous but I haven’t purchased cow’s milk for three years. That’s because three years ago we discovered my little…
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I lost Dilan in Primark today. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve lost him plenty of times in public before, but this was the first time I’ve had to alert security and ask for help finding him. He was hiding in…
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Whether you remove your body hair or you don’t is up to you. I don’t mind if you leave it, shave it, wax it, pluck it or veet it. I don’t care if you only shave during the summer, you…
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