I Heart Sundays
The last two weeks saw a change in routine for us as I had a training course that I had to attend, meaning that Sharon and I had to do a switch when it came to childcare (which was easier said than done! Talk about military operation!). This meant Sharon did the nursery drop offs
A few weeks ago Sharon and I submitted T’s application for Primary Schools, and as soon as we pressed ‘submit’ it hit us. It suddenly dawned on us that this would be the last year of doing so many things that we’re currently used to, and I’m a little sad. From family holidays whenever we
For the past year or so we’ve been introducing T to feature length films. Starting with short films like Room on the Broom and The Gruffalo, which we viewed over Christmas or on long car journeys via Hopster. We then started introducing him to longer films on rainy days and seeing how far he would go before
This week, my friend Tom wrote a fantastic post about his reasoning behind why him and his husband are sticking to one child, and it got me thinking about my experiences and how it’s unlikely we will ever have another. When we first started our parenting journey, our aim was always for the one baby.
When the screaming starts, you’re thrown from a deep sleep at a startling rate – trying to ascertain whether tonight is going to be a ‘Good Night’ or a ‘Bad Night’. Your baby sounds terrified and when you look at him he’s not with you. He’s often elsewhere. In his own mind. A ‘Good Night’
Over the past few weeks, we’ve recently started to introduce the next stage of Lego into T’s life. He mainly played with the larger version; Duplo, previously, although to be honest, he still does, but when family bought round a tub of Lego, he was fascinated at the little pieces. He loved creating little cars