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…)
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Following my rather glowing review of Kadie’s beautifully crafted wooden keepsake box, I have a £35 Dust and Things voucher to giveaway to spend how you like… (more…)
Isn’t it magical how our bodies create tiny life? However in return, we succumb many obstacles. Obstacles I won’t miss that’s for sure. Here’s a list of things I won’t miss about being pregnant:
Lads, I have a new obsession and it’s not even 24hrs old. I’m piecing together my hospital bag over the next month and it got me thinking… Wouldn’t it be cool if there was a newborn nightdress type thing, and well there is. Thanks to my trusted Irish Parenting Blogger pals, namely www.theclothesline.ie. They exist in the name of bundlers. (more…)
Been a grand couple of weeks. Some nice weather, bit of a breeze to keep cool. Joe even made me a washing line… He told me he’d get me one of those wind-up yokes. (more…)
The third child, fourth pregnancy, and I am still learning daily. Not one day has gone by that I haven’t learned something new about pregnancy or parenting.
Mammy guilt is well and truly alive, and it has really hit me in the past week. My first-born had me all to herself, and now she’s six and I’m pregnant for the third summer in a row. Last year I pushed myself, although a lot easier with just the one babog. We were up and out on mini adventures, exploring, now I’m overwhelmed with the constant needs and wants that come with parenting and small children.
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…)