Remembering the early days...

Two of my amazing friends have just popped out the most gorgeous bubbas. Both are settling into becoming mummy's (and will be absolutely amazing) and getting to know these new cherubs that suck away our sleep but also give so much love.

We are in a completely different phase of bubba land - crawling. N has been getting ready for about a month now (starting backwards, then developing his sky-diver pose), but we are now MOVING FORWARDS - and quickly too! He loves banging things on the wooden floor, trying to bash himself in the eye with the TV unit and giving kisses to his dad and I (he just needs to master not giving tongue at the same time).

But no matter how exciting it is just now, I miss the days when N would curl up into my chest and snuggle for an age. I now still get lovely cuddles, but it also involves a headbut or three along with a kick in the crotch so he can find that perfect position.

But 7 1/2 months on, I am so happy we are here. I love seeing him develop (even if it seems at record pace). He is the most happy little munchkin and is adored by every old lady at the bus stop going.

Anyway, must dash - he has just woken from a nap and we are off to see Zia Cristina today. xoxo

MEternity vs MAternity

If you have not seen This Morning recently, you will have missed the delightful lady who came on to argue that single ladies should qualify for MEternity time. What would it involve? Well, as we all do on MAternity, it's all about going to the gym, long lies, coffee in Starbucks for several hours and generally having some ME time. 

I will be the first to argue that before I had N, I underestimated how challenging being a mum would be (a case of rose tinted glasses). I completely underestimated how tired I would be, how frustrating it would be not to be able to get the baby to sleep when I needed him to would be or just how much work is needed to be done around the house in between those two things. 

While I am not in an office, I am definitely working. Bloody hard and all the time. It is my time to change 90%f the nappies, wash two loads (and iron it) of clothes each day, plan meals not only for the adults but also now N. On paper, looks like a piece of piss - in reality, but 3pm when you have a baby screaming through tiredness, cutting teeth, hunger or for no reason at all it can be REALLY FUCKING HARD - especially when the statutory pay ends. **Cue baby crying after a 26 minute nap**

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**46 mins later after a feed, bum change, bounce and wiggle into the Jumperoo**

Please don't get me wrong - I am adoring my time with an and wouldn't ever change it for the world. But to see a silly lady preach that single ladies should be entitled to a similar amount of leave just for being single. Clearly she did what she did to drum up a bit of attention, but If  you fancy a bit of time off, love, book a holiday.