Tag: Crying

Emotional Day

Emotional Day

Yesterday was a very emotional day, I haven’t had that many emotional days with this pregnancy, Baba’s pregnancy was a completely different story. I was emotional most of the time, and I am not talking about getting a little stressed and agitated I mean full 

Ill Or Not Ill?

Ill Or Not Ill?

This week we have had a difficult one with Baba, it is like he is ill. But not really ill and I really can’t work it out. I think that he is fighting something his little body at night seems very distressed when he is sleeping, 

Letting Go!

Letting Go!

Today Baba had an extra day at pre- school due to it closing when it snowed, I was a little apprehensive. He never goes on Monday, he had only just been on Friday and I thought the change in routine would totally disrupt him. Then 

Resisting

Resisting

You scream and shout You fight You kick. You cry You shout for help. If you only knew we not doing anything bad We would never do anything bad. We are only just trying to help To make you better To make it all go 

Crashing!

Crashing!

Today has been a hard day for me, I wasn’t going to write about it as I feel really bad but I have found the whole process of being a partner and mum difficult today. Really difficult. I think it is because I am not 

Don’t Leave Mummy…

Don’t Leave Mummy…

Today was Tuesday the first of the two days that I work in a week. So I got myself ready, got Baba ready got my work stuff ready and told Baba that we were going to Nannies, so Mummy could go to work. Like we 

Friendships, Good and Bad!

Friendships, Good and Bad!

I have had a draining, good, and bad weekend. It has been happy, sad, hard and a sudden realisation all in one! I knew when I was pregnant with Baba that my friendships would change, and that I would lose some of my friends. But 

Two Year Old Tantrums

Two Year Old Tantrums

Two year old tantrums have hit our house with an almighty bang! Today we had meltdown! All over a pair of Daddies sunglasses! Baba wanted to play with the sunglasses and Mr L had said no to him, but Baba persisted and picked them up 

Some Days Are So Hard And Full Of Guilt

Some Days Are So Hard And Full Of Guilt

I was going to do a blog today about the lovely Secret Post Club parcel that I received today from the lovely Susie over at New Day New Lesson but I have had such a bad day that I had to write about that first. 

A bump an almighty bump!

A bump an almighty bump!

There was a bump, an almighty thud, I didn’t know how it happened and I didn’t know what it was but I knew it wasn’t right. I started to move, to move to the wrong side. Oh god. I held on as tight as I could and