She has such a movie star name doesn’t she? She’s worthy of that and SO much more. It’s been such a long time since I blogged about this princess. Truth is; I just haven’t had the strength to blog about her because to be honest, it’s mentally draining. She has, and is going through so… Continue reading Ava Appleby
I’m not ashamed or afraid to hide behind mental health. If you have read my blog I’ve shared some dark times. When I was pregnant with Jasper, the decision was made to keep me on the highest dose of mood stabiliser. The pros outweighed the cons, with little risk to a baby in utero, a… Continue reading Dejavu part 2.
A week ago we welcomed our fourth child in to the world, it’s hard to imagine that when I started this blog it was initially only about my family with two children but now year after year we welcome new additions, this however, will be the last! So we welcome baby Jasper; a very healthy… Continue reading Dejavu Part 1.
In today’s society you see women and celebrities flaunting their washboard post baby figures just weeks after welcoming a new arrival. The reality is most of us don’t have the money nor time to invest into personal trainers, chefs, oh, and a nanny to look after the brood whilst you tend to your postpartum pouch!… Continue reading Postpartum
I shared a beautifully written poem today on social media. It is so simple but so poignant, it was short, but so eloquently written. It summed up in a few verses life with Ava and how people portray her. I’ve learnt a lot about myself and people since I have had my daughter. I’ve learnt… Continue reading Different
This is a bit of a weird one, my partner and I had a discussion the other day about how when another child is sick, and I mean just your average poorly, we struggle to empathise. It’s not because I am heartless or cold or all reasons like that, it’s purely because I think when… Continue reading Feeling empathy and sympathy to other families…
Every now and then I find myself looking through Ava’s memory box and I have a good cry. I always rummage through and reflect back on the moment in time she first wore her teeny tiny sleepsuit, she was 2 weeks old and she had worn nothing but a nappy since the day she was… Continue reading Memory Box