Oh my Little Z, how are you one? One year old. One. Whole. Year. Happy birthday my love! I am in real shock that so much time has already passed. But it’s been such a wonderful year. I have thrilled at watching you grow and change. It is an absolute pleasure to watch your relationship with Little H grow stronger and stronger too. You are so mobile now, moving around wherever you want, climbing up, crouching down, standing independently. Will …
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It’s been six week since I went back to work and four of those have been doing my full three days in the office with the girls to look after at home on the other two. It’s gone far more smoothly than I had anticipated (to date…) but it has been quite a reality check, reminding me that keeping-up a job alongside small children is like tightrope walking whilst juggling plates: one unanticipated gust and I go crashing down, smashing …
The phrase ‘sleep like a baby’ has been around for goodness knows how long and is usually used after a wonderfully delightful nights sleep. Clearly the people who use this phrase are not parents because let’s be honest, I don’t really want to sleep like a baby. They spend a lot of the night huffing and puffing, waking and sometimes crying, feeding or at worst dealing with the discomfort of teething. Sure babies get a lot of sleep but their …
Shortly after Little Z was born, I read an article by a mother saying the 1st birthday of her second child was a huge milestone because, as parents, she and her husband had survived. They knew they could do it. Now I’m not sure as we hit that same 12-month marker that I’ll be letting my guard down and assuming we’ve ‘got it’. After all, complacency is the downfall of a parent in my view. But… I do agree with …
Life when I wrote my last update feels like a world away now. I have just read it back to myself and the focus was all about preparing for returning work and the party for the Big 4. Yet those events have now happened and we are in the throws of adjusting to our new normal. I’ll be honest, I’m still coming to terms with the fact my Maternity Leave has ended. I’ve definitely got a huge wave of nostalgia …
This week has been a tough one. For starters it was Little Z’s first week at full time nursery. It was the longest she and I have been apart in her entire life. I have been trying so hard to stay focussed and positive both for myself and Little Z, that when Sam drove off with them both in the car the emotions really hit. Just for a few minutes, But they hit and I had a little cry. Then …
I started an update on our eco activities about a bazillion weeks ago and have never finished it. It became long, unwieldy and something not even I wanted to read; which let’s face it defeats the point of the post since these posts are mainly re-read by me! So I’m breaking it down a bit. When I first started writing the original post, I felt like we hadn’t made much progress but in reality we have embedded some good changes. …
So it is finally done, the last day of my maternity leave with Little Z. Technically it was a week-or-so ago, but in practical terms it was yesterday as from next week Little Z is at nursery with her big sis. I’m quite shocked that we’re already here – the time seems to have flown. I didn’t treat the day as special in any way; we did normal things to our normal schedule, albeit for the last time. From now …
So as I sit writing this Little H, you are at nursery having been four for a whole week. Four years old. Four year. Four. Seriously, four. How did that happen? I sound like every parent under the sun when I say it feels like yesterday that you arrived but as if you’ve always been here. I remember life before you, but I can’t remember how we filled it. I can’t recall what we did with all that time or …
“It’ll be fine.”, “It’ll all be fine.”, “It’s going to be fine.”. These words are on repeat in my head right now. They are on repeat because the time has finally arrived – the end of my maternity leave. Next week Little Z starts her nursery settles. Then the following week she starts nursery full-time 3 days a week with her sister. Meanwhile, I go (*deep breath*) back to work. …
