I’ve said before that I’ve been broody for a long time. I felt I was ready for children before my partner & I started a relationship but obviously, I wasn’t going to compromise anything at the time & I was still finishing my studies at college. When we found out we were expecting Podge 5 years into our relationship, I was over the moon to say the least. It was everything I’d hoped for, especially after all of the troubles we faced with PCOS & contraceptive issues. During the pregnancy though, I still felt incredibly broody. My child would be born soon & I just wanted him/her here right now. And then another. It didn’t take long after he had entered our lives that I felt ready for the experience again.
In March of this year, my lovely blogger friend Lisa & I (and my mum and the babes) attended the Baby & Toddler Show in Manchester. I wanted to attend the show in October 2015 when I was already almost 20 weeks pregnant. However, with the excitement of our pregnancy and my ever growing bump (and struggling with bad sciatica at the time) I decided against it and that I would attend once baby had arrived. Time passed, and with being so busy with a new baby, I eventually got around to going to the event the week after Bear’s 1st birthday. But hey, it says its a baby AND toddler show right?!
Bedtime is my absolute favourite part of the day (as well as any time involving food of course). Sometimes I count down the hours until it’s time for me to settle down and have a snooze (well deserved of course). The lovely Nicola from Mummy to Dex tagged me to complete the Bedtime tag and of course I couldn’t wait to tell you guys all about my favourite time of the day haha!
I’ll be honest, being a mum, although it was the only thing I ever wanted in the world, has not been a majorly easy ride. Parenting is hard, so hard. And although, some things have come fairly easy to me, I’ve also struggled a bit. I don’t feel like I should be admitting that but I should be honest. I’m forever putting myself down and feeling bad about myself as a person, a parent and a family woman. I’m so grateful for Naomi over at Me Becoming Mum for tagging me in the #RockingMotherhood tag, it’s been helping me to realise that actually, I’m doing great! View Post
I shared previously, on my blog, about how our breastfeeding journey began. (You can view that HERE). But now I’m going to talk about how it ended.
As I’d said previously, I knew I wanted to breastfeed. It was the one thing I was most certain about before Bear arrived. It was important to me that I tried as hard as I could to face and defeat any difficulties we encountered before saying “I can’t do this anymore”. And hand on heart, I did just that. I tried so damn hard. Something nobody tells you about breastfeeding is how passionate you become about it before you begin. You become passionate about helping others who are struggling, seeking mutual support or just a friend you can talk to who understands (I’m not for one second discriminating anybody who doesn’t breastfeed or saying you need somebody else who breastfeeds as a friend). You also become passionate about fighting to do what you want, for whatever reasons you may have, for you and your baby. View Post