A Breastfed Toddler.

There’s no way I could do a blog without a little breastfeeding related post, M’s favourite extra-curricular activity. We’ve always had a lovely breastfeeding relationship; if I don’t think about the first six toe-curling weeks, when it felt like a little rat was chewing on my bloody nips. (Yeah, there was actual blood and it was horrendous….

The B&Q Standoff.

I’m totally winning at this toddler tantrum thing. M does have at least twenty million a day, but I’m feeling so confident at handling them at the moment it means we can show our faces in shops with actual people present. My latest experience of a public tantrum standoff was this morning in B&Q. We only…

My Little Angel.

Since starting my blog I’ve been feeling a tiny bit guilty. Maybe I’m focusing too much on the bad bits of motherhood; the lack of sleep, the shitty nappies, the supermarket tantrums. Or the every other place tantrums as we don’t take him shopping anymore, we’re not daft. As much as I want to look back and laugh…