Breastfeeding

Go To Sleep, Little Baby

Helpfully, May Blossom and Pipsqueak look like twins born four years apart, so I can illustrate this post with a picture of my own child...

We Sneeze In The Face Of Danger

May Blossom’s Self-Portrait With Gastro It’s winter here, and with each new and sparkling dawn comes a new illness. I’m quite serious:...

True Romance

Because I want this to remain a mummy blog, and not morph into a beauty blog, I shall refrain from giving you the contact details of the...

The Real Boss

Come the week of the concert and my mum, who had bravely offered to babysit both May Blossom and Garnet, politely asked how we were going...

A Month

Garnet has one elf ear. The other is a human ear. We are unsure what, if anything, to make of this. Garnet’s 24 days old. It’s been a bit...

Degree Of Difficulty

Oh for the days when the in-seat phone was all the entertainment she needed. In about four hours we are heading to the airport to fly for...

Great Expectations

Here’s a blurry picture of the creature to be known henceforth as NB. Those are the initials of its in utero name, but could equally...

Crying Over Spilt Milk

That sort of casual attitude is exactly how I did NOT approach breastfeeding. I approached it with a delightful cocktail of fear,...