In my heart, I became a mother on November 1st 2013, when the words ‘Pregnant 2-3 weeks’ appeared on the test I took at 5am. In the eyes of the law, I became a mother at 11:58 on July 8th 2014. Yet it is now, a second baby later and in mid-March 2018, that the pieces of the puzzle are fitting together and I truly feel like a proper mummy.
I took a photo of Toby and Martha in Waitrose today. They were running hand-in-hand, loving every second of life, and I wanted to capture their joy. It was a beautiful moment, but it didn’t take long for my adultness to stamp all over their toddlerness. “Stop running in the shop!” “Pack it in before you bang into someone!” “Walk nicely” “DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING!”
Sleep training. One of parenting’s most divisive and controversial topics, up there with breast vs bottle and co-sleeping. It’s a topic that I’ve never really written about much, because we’ve not done a whole load of it, so why now? Well, in short, because a week of co-sleeping on the sofa with Martha is about as much as I can handle, so she needed to go back into her cot, and here’s how I did it.