Month: December 2017

10 ‘fun’ (horrific) facts about me

It’s 7pm on New Years Eve and I’m sat in my pyjamas researching fundraising and website design as Eamo sits next to me watching Countryfile with his hands down his pants and really hoping the two of those are in no way connected. Boy, how times…

Communication is key

One of the biggest frustrations, I find, with having a baby is the lack of communication. Not knowing what the hell Rex wants or is wrong with him when he starts losing his shit means exhausting a list of options –┬áhungry, tired, nappy change, etc –…

To soft play. Or not to soft play.

Firstly, I wanted to send out a quick apology for the radio silence recently as I know you have all obviously been sat around waiting to hear from me with baited breath ­čśë I still feel a bit like I’ve lost my mojo with writing so…

‘Tis the season to be…

ill as fuck. Seriously though, every human I come into contact with at the moment is riddled with disease. Rex and I included.┬áLast week, the little guy presented with horrible nappy rash, a cough, cold, virus and conjunctivitis. Fun times. As I sat in the waiting…