Northernmum

Happy Birthday BB…

A whole year has flown by , I blinked and it was gone quicker than I imagined and yet I was prepared for how fast the world can turn when you are trying to force it to stand still.

I have adored every moment; I have tried to commit each living second to memory. I can still see your first smile and I can taste the sensation of hearing your first laugh. I have taken a thousand photos and I have written a hundred blogs, all to ensure your first twelve months in our lives are to be remembered as time goes by.

When I was growing you I thought you were a boy

It’s a bloody Nightmare……

I have issues,

I know I have a little bit of ocd but was unaware of how much it defined me with my children.

I like things away and tidy, I like my wardrobe to be ordered and my shoes in pairs in boxes.

This is bloody important – read it…

I have a bit of a reputation for avoiding blog hops, memes and doing arty things with my kids so prepare yourselves as I am about to attempt to do all three in one blog post.

Before I lose your interest let me tell you why:

“No child is born to die, but 8 million children under five die every year from illnesses we know how to treat or prevent, such as diarrhoea and pneumonia. In the 21st century, this is utterly wrong.”

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I Will Exact My Revenge

Sleep is something most parents have a love hate relationship with. We would all love more of it and hate having it disturbed.

When your bundle of joy comes along you accept that your hours laid in a soft, comfy bed under a cosy duvet will be less than before and this is a sacrifice you are willing to make in return for a beautiful baby all of your own.

However most of us see loss of sleep as a short term investment when having a baby; so why does it feel that an eight hour stretch in bed is equivalent to finding the holy grail in mummydomland.

Breastfeeding: I am asking politely: please leave me alone….

When you see me shouting at my children just because I am having a rubbish day feel free to tell me to calm down.

When you see me bribe my children with chocolate feel free to suggest better ways to get them to behave well and play nicely.

When you see me “forget” to get the kids to brush their teeth at night-time because I have had enough and the bottle in the fridge is calling