I’m a new(ish) mummy to a beautiful, bouncing, baby boy who, as I write this, is a very scary/going to fast 2 and a half years old. His name is Seth and together with my partner, Mark, we’re trying to raise him (pretty much on our own as we live away from our family) with very little baby experience between us.
We live in Exeter with our dog, Ruby the miniature dachshund. Life is hectic to say the least. We’re juggling 2 full time careers, 1 toddler and 1 dog – it may not sound much, but we’re always on our toes!
Having our little boy has been the most amazing experience, but it hasn’t been easy. It struck me one day how often we get things wrong and how comical the outcomes usually are, so I decided to document it in this blog. My light hearted view of modern motherhood and what it means to modern women.
I do not, in any way, consider myself an expert on mothering, on babies or on relationships. For example one evening I tried the “cry it out” technique and lasted 11 minutes before I gave up. The first piece of finger food I gave Seth was a bread stick he choked on. At eight months old he couldn’t settle himself to sleep because I cuddle him way too much. And, I always break my own first rule of parenting and compare his development to every other baby I see!
So, I’m not a know-it-all, I’m just a mum, as so many of us are, going through the incredible highs of successful parenting and the not-so-perfect lows too.