I admit it, I’m a control freak, with a hint of OCD. It drives me mad when the kids at school don’t push all their chairs under the desk, or when they put their bags on the desk or chair (they belong on the floor children), and any finger tappers get “the stare!” There’s nothing more annoying than a finger tapper! Now that O is well into the toddler phase he is increasingly independent, and the most commonly used phrase in our house is “I do it!” As a mum I am delighted to watch O develop, but the control… View Post
Sometimes I feel like a bit of a lazy mum. That I don’t do enough with O. That I should be crafting, and painting, and just generally doing more activities with him. Last week was half term so the perfect chance to do more things together. So we baked cakes, planted seeds, “attempted” to do some crafty stuff, did lots of drawing and colouring and we had a wonderful time together. I love this picture of him mixing his cake, he did a fabulous job (and only a bit of it went on the floor!)
Secondary infertility is a funny old thing. When asked on the very many occasions when number 2 is coming along, I never tell the truth. I smile, mumble some excuse and quickly change the subject. We don’t talk about such things, do we? If you’ve managed to have one child there is never a doubt in anyone’s mind that you may struggle for a second. As a result couples longing for number 2, without success, don’t really belong anywhere.