Last month I had to buy two dresses for weddings we were attending and for the first time in my life, I had no idea which styles suited my body. I needed something that could keep the puppies in, but let them out for breastfeeding, and I also needed to minimise the appearance of my […]

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I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t competitive. I like to overachieve at work, win board games, and I’m still sulking that the boyf has a far bigger brain than I do on Big Brain Academy, an accolade he achieved by taking advantage of my pregnancy befuddled brain. However, when I took up this […]

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One of the things that I learnt before I endured being induced, thirty-six hours of labour, a tens machine, gas and air, pethidene, thirteen epidural top-up’s (and that’s not including what they gave me for my emergency c-section), plus morphine, and God only knows what else, is that when it comes to babies, expect the […]

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