In the world of Mums, there are two very distinct kinds: the first-time, new mum (scared, unsure, polite) and the experienced, been there-done that-know that mum (confident, won’t take s**t from toddler or anyone). Of course there are sub-divisions too: the carefree mum, the strict…
It's supposed to be the other way around. We mums and dads are supposed to be the teachers and our littles, our obedient students. But in the three-and-a-half years that I've been a Mum, I can vouch for two things: a) our students aren't always obedient…
Mums of new borns, one year-olds and two year-olds, I’ve got news for you! If you thought the Terrible Twos were the most terrible part of parenting, wait till your toddler turns three! And becomes a Threenager. It’s much like the Terrible Twos – only bigger, louder…
It's one thing to see our littles learn to walk – waddle, bum-twist and all – but it's another thing altogether to hear them talk. From their first attempts at sound-like words 'mummmmumummm' (which every mother is convinced is 'mama') to proper adult-like sentences 'I…
Mums always need more than 24 hours in a day. To take care of baby/toddler – feed them, change them, feed them again, change them again, clean up the mess from the previous feeds, entertain them, discipline them, entertain them some more, sleep-train, potty-train, life-train.…
When time is short, the toddler is HUNGRY, and you still want to give them something nutritious, these quick fixes will do the trick. You will need these essentials; make sure they’re always in your kitchen! – A microwave, of course – Frozen veggies –…
You could call me a ‘Dummy Mummy’ (though I really wouldn’t mind if you called me a ‘Yummy Mummy’ instead) but, if you read The Soother Saga – Part I you would know how the soother aka dummy has had been an integral part of Little…
Ok. I think its safe to post this post now. It’s been over three weeks since my soother-addicted son has not taken his soother. To nap. To bed. To anywhere. (I’m physically touching all the wood around me as I type… yeah, sometimes I believe…
Motherhood comes with strings attached. Strings and things like sleepless nights, nappies, spit-ups and guilt. Lots of it. A special kind of guilt I call Momguilt. Which instills itself as soon as you find out you're pregnant, and continues right through your child's growing-up years.…
As I was doing my spring cleaning the other day (yes I know it’s already summer, but I’m a mum, I’m allowed to be a few minutes / days / months late), I came across some of Little Man’s ‘baby’ stuff. For the first few minutes I…
