It’s been a long week. I’ve had five iron infusions, my last one was yesterday. And I must say even though I was stressed out looking for minders for the kids these little infusions have me feeling fabulous. Everything to my complexion, the colouring of my eyes and I have bundles of energy. I’ve never in all four pregnancies felt so good especially not at 37 weeks pregnant. (more…)
So as you know Frankie is in disposable nappies, he never really liked the bulk of cloth nappies and he always leaked no matter what I tried. He was in size 5 for awhile, then he outgrew them or so I thought so I moved him onto size 5+. The next size up, obviously. (more…)
My army of tiny people has formed a coalition. They have tag teamed. They are working together to try to break me. The boy and the babog, they are clever. Not clever enough it seems, though. I’m on to them.
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I use to blog when the kids napped, or when they were in bed. Now I’m napping with them or eating my body weight in crap. The blog is taking a noticeable landslide in the past week but bare with me, I’m sure I’ll have loads to be giving out about when we become a family of six in a short few weeks. (more…)
I get asked regularly how I do it, how I keep my reach, how I get to review all the cool stuff with the four kids, and I always reply that it’s because I absolutely adore blogging. It’s more than a just a hobby for me. In fact, right now it’s my job. I actually cannot believe I’ve just typed that but it’s true. I started this blog with nothing and built it with the help of google, other bloggers, conferences and Facebook groups. (more…)
My toddler is mad, fact. I really don’t know where I got him from. He’s a walking, non-talking mischievous little bugger. I keep saying kids will be kids to myself but my toddler has his own set own rules that he lives off. It’s his way or the highway… (more…)
So the boy is two and there’s all this talk of potty training, big boys beds and getting rid of his bedtime boppy. Now if you were to ask me I’d have said he was grand. I’d rather leave him in his cage like bed for the moment, at least until the new baby arrives. I ain’t got the energy to be chasing him around upstairs cause let’s face it, he’s gonna run a muc when he gets his new bed. As for the boppy, he’s a sleeper. Why fix something that ain’t broken? (more…)
Call me a bump grump, I don’t care. I’m off on a little rant, a get it off your chest. Joe’s sick of my whinging about it so now it’s your turn to listen haha. (more…)
Yesterday I pretty much spent the day holding back the tears. One minute I was fine and the next I was lost in thought about the body of a baby girl found in a recycling plant in Co. Wicklow. (more…)
My dates have been confirmed, I’m still due on the 25th of July but my OBs would still like to induce me early. I’m gonna play it cool and just not gonna show up. Can you do that? Like can they section you to come into the hospital? I can only imagine two guards arriving at the door ‘I am arresting you on suspicion of not delivering your baby…‘. (more…)