Learning to share.

6 children later and I’m finally learning been a parent is a job role for two. It took two to make them and it takes two raise them. My mum and dad separated when I was young.I used to be a daddy’s girl and found it difficult at times only getting Sundays with dad. As […]

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Biology is science.

Now been Father’s Day it got me thinking. I read people’s shout out to their amazing dads, uncles and grandads and think Im so lucky to have the dad I do. We may not call each other father and daughter but he’s my dad. We may not have the same blood running through our veins […]

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Who is this mum?

So the last few weeks I’ve reflected on my parenting. I feel like a Hormonal hippo that’s failing to float and paddling like my life depends on it so the water doesn’t go over my head and I sink to the bottom (best way I can explain it! I’m so close to baby 7 coming […]

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Fearing the emotions.

So you’d think I’d be a dab hand at this baby lark by now, but the biggest thing I worry about besides from delivery is the aftermath of emotions. The closer it gets the more I’m beginning to fear not been in control again. Crying over random things, feeling low then euphoric and the mum […]

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Mum to referee in 1 minute

So those who know me and know me well know that pictures taken often are hiding a few conditions that are slowly making me question my role as mum. I love all my children endlessly and know some days are good and some days are bad. The bad days are generally that days when I […]

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Gender disappointment.

It’s a real and it’s very rarely spoken about or confessed! So we found out not only was number 7 on its way and at our 20 week scan that baby was another boy again. Now when the lines first came up on the test, it was a huge shock, massive! I know what makes […]

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Don’t forget about me?!

So it’s new year and everyone is on the band wagon of “new year new me”, not me I can’t be bothered and if I’m brutally honest the only time I need to squeeze into something different to leave the house in is when waterproofs are required, as I’m to tight to buy a bigger […]

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