Just trying out some new stuff…

Follow my blog with Bloglovin

Thought I’d give that a go for a start!

Also, I’ve recently gone back to my age-old Pinterest account.

I think, if you click on this it’ll go to my profile… that’s how little I know of the beast that is Pinterest.

I’m doing the #instawrimo photo challenge on Instagram and was stumped by the ‘Vision Board’ day. Ted has croup, and I’m totally not used to sleepless nights at the moment; I really didn’t have the energy to start actually creating some kind of artistic visualisation of the novel I may or may not do for Camp NaNoWriMo next month. So back to Pinterest I went. Maybe it’ll get used, maybe it won’t, but I’m enjoying pinning things for now…


Happy World Book Day!

Today is World Book Day – time to celebrate books and reading and the joy they bring.

I’m sure to many parents this is just another groan in the school calendar – another costume to create, or dig out an old one and tenuously link it to a book. I’m not there yet – Ted’s not even at nursery yet, so no costume needed (though you just know I’d turn him into a teeny tiny Teddy Lupin, multicoloured hair and all). But if it ever stops snowing, I’m taking him to World Book Day events at our local library and bookshop anyway.

That’s a point: there’s bound to be plenty of parents out there who have constructed painstakingly detailed costumes only to be faced with a snow day. Does this mean we can have another World Book Day to celebrate their efforts? I’m up for it.

It’s so important to instill a love of reading. So, so important. To just hit the tip of the iceberg of benefits, it makes you live longer.

(graphic from the National Literacy Trust)

If there’s one thing I hate to hear, it’s “books are boring”. See also: “I’d rather watch the film”. Ugh. It makes me cringe and rage in equal measure.

Simply put, books have shaped my life, and have played a huge part in defining who I am today.

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Exciting news for Disneyland Paris!

I’m sure most of you who read this know I’m a bit of a Disneyland Paris nerd: you certainly couldn’t miss the fact that Teddy’s first birthday was spent there. If I had the money, I would be there every year. So indulge me while I go a bit fangirly over this news that broke today.

It’s been years and years since Disneyland Paris got a decent expansion. Considering 2017 marked its 25th Anniversary, it’s well overdue something new. Refurbs most certainly don’t count – come on, after 25 years, Star Tours was well overdue one, and the other rides that have been spruced up recently were in dire need. There hasn’t been a totally new ride in Disneyland Paris since 2014: sure, that doesn’t exactly seem like aeons ago, but with massive expansions in every other Disney park across the globe, it’s an age.

Since the Walt Disney Company finally fully acquired all the rights to Disneyland Paris last year, we’ve all been waiting for a big announcement. The news about a new reskin of the Hotel New York, frankly, didn’t cut the mustard.

And today, Walt Disney Company CEO Bob Iger and French President Emmanuel Macron have jointly announced the incentive that France needs to boost its falling tourist numbers: a huge expansion at Disneyland Paris! Namely, a huge expansion to the much maligned Walt Disney Studios park.

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The Babywearing Adventures: Part 3

Last time I talked about the absolutely fabulous Close Caboo Lite – my first real excursion into babywearing. Now we’re getting to just over a year ago…

The Close Caboo was a success in so many ways. I absolutely loved it, and so did Ted. But there was one person in our house who didn’t.

My husband.

Kev wanted to carry Teddy too – he was the first one of us to manage to successfully navigate the Aldi Carrier of Doom, after all. And anyone with eyes could see how happy Ted was in the Caboo.

But it wasn’t for Kev. He didn’t like the fact it needed to be tied, and felt insecure without buckles to fall back on. Of course, at this point, with Ted around three months old, I was still having many a middle-of-the-night online shopping session (my delight when I got a nearly-new Jumperoo on eBay for twenty quid woke the sleeping baby). I was straight online to research my fingers off.

Kev was working in a coffee shop at the time, and a couple came in with a baby in a carrier – he told me it had looked so comfortable, and the woman doing the carrying had managed to flip it on and off so easily, he had to ask what it was. And funnily enough, it was the same carrier I’d been looking at myself.

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The Babywearing Adventures: Part 2

Last time I talked about my experiences with the awful Aldi sling that pops up in their baby events: now, I’m going to actually start talking about some good slings! My first properly positive babywearing experiences.

I’d come to the conclusion: I want to wear my baby, and I don’t want to do it in this.

Even though Teddy was always a pretty good sleeper, I was not – I spent a large percentage of every night until he was approximately five months old, insomniacally browsing eBay and Mumsnet and researching every baby product under the sun. That included slings, and after lots and lots of reading, I decided on…

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Goodreads Challenge 2018

Oh, I know I’m terrible for this. Every year I talk about blasted new year’s resolutions, and every year I ignore them until approximately November, shrug, and mark up another year of failure.

But here I go again!

This time, I’m not doing traditional new year’s resolutions. Instead, I’m finally going to put my Goodreads account to use and I’m doing a reading challenge!

Fifty new books in a year is achievable, right?

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The Babywearing Adventures: Part 1

I swore I would never be one of ‘those’ people.

I’m hardly what you’d call an earth mother. I stopped breastfeeding after less than two weeks, and I’ve never been averse to frisbeeing the odd biscuit towards Teddy’s face to keep him quiet. When I weaned him, I used puree pouches when we were out and about to save time. I’d sooner eat my own left leg than use cloth nappies.

When I was pregnant, I thought that attitude would translate entirely to ‘babywearing’. I even scoffed at the word. Hippy-dippy claptrap, I thought. Why give it a fancy title? It’s just wrapping your baby up in a complicated piece of material and thinking you’re it.

We decided we’d get some kind of baby carrier – just a cheap one, but definitely a structured one with plenty of reassuring buckles, clips, velcro, whatever it took to keep the baby firmly strapped on. I wasn’t really keen on the idea at all, but having to rely on public transport to get around, and our local train station being up four flights of stairs with no lift, I thought it could come in useful.

The first time I bit the bullet and strapped Ted in, he was about two weeks old. And I’ve not really looked back since. Over a few posts, I’m going to discuss my adventures in babywearing – I’m going to review a few different slings and carriers, and explain just how they’ve made my life so much easier since I became a mother.

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