For well over a year now, ever since I decided not to go back to my pre-baby job, I‘ve been working as a freelancer. It has been, for the most part, brilliant. I have work-life balance for the first time in my career, get to be my own boss, love what I do and spend lots of…
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Farewell to teething terrors
Read moreFanfare please, and bring out the jazz hands, for it’s a momentous day in our household. Eliza’s last baby tooth has made a special guest appearance in her mouth, which means she now has the whole set. And more importantly, it means No. More. Teething.
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The perils of going on a bear hunt, at 6am
Read moreAfter two years of consistently inconsistent sleep, I’m thrilled to say the mini-me is now sleeping a lot better. She’s still an early riser, although she’ll now snore through to 6.30, which is a blissful lie-in compared to her previous 5- 5.30 am starts. Occasionally, though, like this morning, she throws an early start into the…
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Buzz Lightyear likes to hide in the egg box; five parenting truths I’ve recently learnt
Read more1) Make sure you keep a close eye on the favourite toys as there will be upset when they go missing (for future reference, Buzz Lycoo* likes to hide in the squeaky egg box, Kate Middleton** in the wardrobe). 2) And on that note, don’t let your child take their absolute super-fave toy – the…
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The plus one month project
Read moreEvery year, exactly a month after her birthday – or her birth date, in the first instance – I’ve been taking the same photo of me and Eliza in the same pose, in the same place.
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Talking about mothers and daughters
Read moreSince Eliza started talking, she practically hasn’t stopped. And it’s great; I love that she can tell me what she wants, what she doesn’t want, where it hurts, how she is, what she wants to eat and what she absolutely doesn’t want to wear. Her chatterbox tendencies are a clear trait she’s inherited from me, the…
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Spare time…or sleep?
Read moreHere’s a parenting confession, of sorts. For the past two days, when Eliza has napped, I have too. A couple of broken nights and a fidgety toddler in bed with us resulted in a serious case of the lunchtime yawns. So why not? I thought. Our bed looked inviting, the pillows were plump. I could…
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