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Car seat safety is incredibly important. When I was pregnant with my first baby I was fortunate enough to learn a lot about car seat safety in our ante-natal classes and from the experienced staff where we bought our car seat. Continue reading “7 Car Seat Safety Checks”
There is very little in this world that will prepare you for the arrival of your first child. Ante-natal classes, the copious amounts of advice that everyone imparts on you – some don’t even need to actually have children to throw in their two cents.
While some of the advice may be helpful – in hindsight – very little will help an expectant mother with no idea what’s on the horizon.
Waiting for the arrival of my first baby I had equal measures trepidation about what was to come and adamant certainty about exactly how I would parent my impending arrival. I will openly admit that almost none of these certainties panned out.
This, however, isn’t about all the craziness that ensues when you become a mother for the first time – this is about the sequel. I have learned that the only thing that really and truly prepares you for the arrival of a baby, is the arrival of a baby.
Don’t misunderstand me, the arrival of a second child into the family comes with its very own unique set of challenges but it doesn’t carry all of the same uncertainties and terrors that you may have had with your first baby.
Continue reading “And Then There Were Two”
Self-soothing – the term that, when I first became a mother, caused my core body temperature to increase by a minimum of 2 degrees Celsius, evident by the cold sweat seeping through my pores. Continue reading “Self-Soothing – You don’t always have to follow the baby books”
Having children, especially small children, can often mean missing out on things – all those birthdays, hen parties, weddings, functions and events – even a blog awards ceremony – that have the audacity to occur when you’re caught up in life with a baby. This has happened me, these last few years, more times that I can count. You name it, I’ve probably missed it but that’s just a part of motherhood – especially with little ones who have an affinity for boob-on-draught and limited childcare options. It was just an aspect of motherhood that I had to adjust to and in that adjustment I have developed a number of coping mechanisms to help me deal with the inevitable cases of FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out.
Continue reading “How To Cope with Missing Things When You Become A Mammy”
Every year the count down begins and you plan all the changes you’re going to make in the new year – well that’s what I did, at least. A list of everything I’d change about myself – how I could make myself better. Continue reading “New Year, New You – No More”
The V by Very blog awards Ireland 2017 were held this week and I am so happy that The M Word won The Best Parenting blog in the commercial category. Congratulations to Maia, all the fantastic writers and everyone involved in making the site a success. Continue reading “A Thank You to The M Word”
Over the last few years I have concluded that there are three different types of Playground Parent.
The first is a Helicopter Parent. A Helicopter Parent can be defined as one who consistently hoovers around their child in an overly protective manner. These parents can be found immediately next-to, in-front of or behind their child. Continue reading “Playground Parents – Which Type Are You?”
We change a lot when we become a parent, in so many different ways.
These are 9 of the more unexpected ways I’ve changed since becoming a mother:
1. First and foremost I’m happier. I wasn’t unhappy before but since becoming a mother I’ve had an overwhelming sense of complete and utter contentment and that’s pretty incredible. Continue reading “9 Random Ways I’ve Changed Since Becoming a Mother”
It’s a common enough occurrence; you get engaged- when are you getting married?
You get married. When are you going to have a baby?
You have a baby. When are you going to give him/her a brother or sister? Continue reading “Going Again For The Boy?”
It’s happening! It’s time! Forget ‘winter is coming,’ Jon Snow has nothing on the trauma I’m about to endure. It’s time for Pre-school.
Here’s why it’s so much worse than an undead army of creatures marching towards us: Continue reading “Pre-School is Coming!”