Raspberry Leaf Tea and Other Examples of Unnecessary Scare-Mongering

Today I had three tasks to perform. 1.) Write a birth plan.2.) Put the co-sleeper up in my bedroom.3.) Tidy the flat. I have failed at all three. I did at least attempt number two, but it appears to be beyond my capabilities to piece together any kind of furniture in a secure manner befitting…

Confusion: Too many choices….

Now I appreciate that this sounds like an odd thing to say, and also as if I m moaning (again) but sitting on this sofa really isn’t the pleasant and comfortable experience that DFS intended it to be. This of course is not the fault of the sofa, which is, under normal circumstances, very comfortable…

Bloated Whale

Urgh.  Lounging on the sofa like a bloated whale.  And every now and again my belly goes all hard and pointy, and I am told that this may be a Braxton Hicks contraction.  I had thought it was just the baby moving around.  Still, hopefully this means that by the time I finally go into…

Suddenly inhabiting weird parallel universe consisting entirely of Bugaboo Bees

Well the World Cup has now started and I missed my first England World Cup game since about 1982 simply because I was too tired to stay up and watch it.  Now watching France vs Honduras and although it’s only 9pm and I had a nap earlier I am already yawning profusely. Ooh France have…

So it turns out you can have such a thing as too much protein

Had an appointment with the midwife today.  This was the first appointment I have had where things did not go entirely according to plan. I had, for a start, completely forgotten to do my urine sample, and had to try to squeeze it all out in the delightful conditions of the toilet in the GP’s…

The Perils of Buying Baby Stuff

The shopping is getting serious. AARRGH. I never thought there would be a type of shopping I failed to enjoy on any level.  And then I came across Baby Shopping. To be honest, the pram and pushchair aspect of it is quite enjoyable (as long as you don’t look too closely at the prices) and…

Alcohol: Taunting Me With Its Presence

Currently lying on the sofa recovering from a very strenuous weekend. I stayed up until 1am on Friday (1am!), then had my baby shower yesterday and finally topped it all off with a breastfeeding class today. Luckily we didn’t have to get our boobs out at the latter (or the former, both of which would…

What if I don’t love the baby?

Cannot believe it is now getting on for 2pm and, following an inadvisably large breakfast, I have done literally nothing. Well, nothing except perusal of the internets, searching for such useful advice as “What if I don’t love my baby?” Well, what if I don’t?  What if his constant wailing and not sleeping really pisses…

On the hunt for a Vivienne Westwood birthing dress

Today I am mostly panicking about: baby positions. That’s right, it turns out that there is an optimum position for Baby to be lying in for the most desirable, Call the Midwife-style, two pushes and they’re out form of childbirth which I am hoping to emulate. And this, despite my jubilation at being told at…

Attempts to Turn Baby Into a Genius: Part One

Following reading an article on the Guardian website about babies’ intellectual development being boosted by their parents talking to them, I have just spent the last ten minutes giving Foetus a running commentary on What I’m Looking At On The Internet. This included reading some articles on things I thought he might be interested in…