There is nothing like feeling like a slave, while feeding your baby peas. That’s exactly how this baby led weaning adventure started. Continue reading
I was very apprehensive about baby led weaning, I feel like every new parent is. We are all trying to do our best, and expecting our baby to have control of their food and swallowing ability is scary. Continue reading
When your inner mama bear comes out, no one is safe, not even your husband. Continue reading
7 months! My baby is closer to a toddler than a baby! Somebody better call a whambulance, because I’m about to cry!
Overnight oats is the breakfast of champions. The breakfast for the seriously lazy, the breakfast that will make all time cruncher rejoice and the breakfast that’s so good, you will want to eat it all the time. Continue reading
Arren is starting to look like a little boy everyday and I have to say……It’s bumming me out so much. Continue reading
From the beginning Arren was a natural at breastfeeding, he had a great latch, when my midwife was around and tried to get all the milk from the start. That didn’t mean that this mama, had any idea what was going on. Trying to figure out breastfeeding can be though, especially if you’re a new mother. You think it would be easy, right? The logic is simple ; Breast + mouth = breastfeeding. Not so much! When you have sore nipples, breasts and an angry snapping turtle that clamps on like he doesn’t care about your pain (believe me they don’t). Something simple can become a huge mission. Continue reading
Motherhood is the biggest lie around. It starts as soon as you get pregnant. Continue reading
One thing I’ve learned from having a baby that just hates being in the car, is that bribery works. A short car ride can go from being reasonably happy in his car seat, that usually last for less than 5 minutes, to what kind of torture is this. Because of that I usually go out with a bag of bribes. What’s in this bag? Toys, food, begging and a whole lot of singing. When none of that works its time to pull over and let Arren stretch his legs. On one of those days, Arren lucked out and we stopped at a park and he had his very first swing.