Let’s talk menstrual cups! Moon cups, diva cups, Luna, juju, Lunette….there’s loads. Everyone will recommend a personal fave but they all do the same job and that job is to sit comfortably inside your vagina collecting your menstrual blood rather than absorbing it like a pad or tampon. It can be left in place up … More The Menstruation Game
We all parent differently and that’s okay. I like to think that although we work differently our methods all have the same aim and that’s to raise our children to the best of our abilities ensuring that their lives are rich and wholesome. Us parents like to beat ourselves a lot and focus on our … More One of those weeks…
So we had stopped nursing during day time hours because quite frankly it was driving me mad. Jacky is almost 2 and a half. I’d only planned to nurse him for a year but actually moving him onto milk from another creatures breast just didn’t make sense to me so I vowed to nurse him … More
I think I’ve found my calling. I think I know what I want to do….I want to be an Author. It’s taken me to the age of 28 to figure this out. It started with blogging. My Auntie encouraged me. She saw my views, my opinions. She heard my voice. So I did it. I … More So I did a thing….
Today was a beautiful day. It was a ‘nothing special’ kind of day. Daddy had a day off so we were happy! It was a marvellous way to end a terrible week. A week of Jax going to bed between 7-8, sleeping for 4-5 solid hours then waking for 2 hours before going back to … More Today Was A Great Day For Parenting And Then…..
The answers simple really. Follow your instincts. I can confidently say that every mothers natural instinct is to comfort her baby when they cry. So why is it that so many of us are ignoring this instinct? Partly to blame are the ‘health professionals’ that spool off the old fashioned “if its fed, has a … More Calm cuddles or cry it out
Not last night but the night before, at the age of 2yrs and 3 months, our little Jacky had his first nightmare 🙁 He woke with a shrill scream and was frantically swiping non-existent objects away from him. He was wailing “blackbirds!” I cradled him to my chest and he sobbed “Jackys scared.” It took … More Four and twenty black birds baked in a pie….