Monthly Archives: September 2008
splat!
That’s the noise a blob of baby rice makes when it hits your glasses at high speed, propelled by the latest in raspberry-blowing technology as expertly demonstrated by one small boy I know. Yes, folks, we are weaning and it’s a very messy business! I started off with some baby rice, which to be honest [...]
making strange
I’m not sure if it’s just a Northern Ireland term or if all of you out there in cyberspace (who am I kidding eh?) will understand what I mean when I say that Bubs has started to ‘make strange’; that is, he has started to pout and cry when confronted with somebody he doesn’t know [...]
It’s official….
I’ve turned into something I said I never would. I am the woman who schleps around with no makeup on and both sides of her nursing bra undone (apologies to the postman, if he noticed); I am the woman who plans her day around nap and feed times, who pays close attention to the minutiae [...]
questions…
Tomorrow it will be sixteen years since my dad committed suicide and this year I am missing him a little more than usual. I wish I could tell him that he has a beautiful grandson, and that Bubs has his eyes, dark as pools of melted chocolate and so full of expression strangers often stop [...]
to wean or not to wean?
Now we’ve reached the magical four month mark this seems to be the question on everyone’s lips…except mine! If I had a pound for everyone who told me I better start Bubs on solids now as my breast milk can’t POSSIBLY be enough for him well, I’d be a rich woman. I can’t figure out [...]
