Before having children, I always believed that I would be an exclusively breastfeeding mum. It would be absolutely unacceptable to expose my child to the poison known as formula, after all why give this foreign substance if breastmilk is sooo much better, right? Mums who ‘chose’ to give their children formula were insane. It was easier to breastfeed both health-wise and economically (its free for goodness sake!). As well as this, women who breastfed felt the beautiful rush of love for their baby and a connection like no other, looking down into their beautiful eyes for the first time whilst they suckle on their breast on the hospital bed straight after delivery. Newborn babies smiled up at their mother (yes, they smiled and they were only a day old, thats how amazing it was!) and Continue reading
I thought it would be fitting to make my first post based on where it all began-labour 💀. All mums have to endure it, alot solemly swear that they want NO more children after the experience and even more forget it ever happened after a few months and brand it as a ‘beautiful’ experience. Maybe we are all being fooled by our own minds. Our uterus complains to the brain, saying ‘I feel unappreciated and insignificant, you make use of all the other organs, why not me anymore? Erase her memory and lie about the whole thing! Maybe even send signals using the heart to increase positive emotions?’ For those who settled with just one child, Continue reading
I’ve sat in front of my screen for the past 10 minutes trying to think of a witty way to start this crucial part of my blog, went completely blank on the 6th minute, gave up on the 9th and spent the 10th minute writing a pretty unoriginal greeting and trying to contently settle with ‘hi there’ 😑. So…I’ll jump straight in.
My name is Zee (a nickname that has become stuck since I was 14) and I’m a stay-at-home mother of two lovely (but to be quite frank, sometimes annoying) children. Continue reading