I walked up the aisle in Waitrose with the bambino sitting on my hip when I felt an excruciating pain shoot through me. I felt winded by it but figured it would pass so I attempted to look for the spring onions again. Another pain shot through me making me feel like I wanted to […]

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This morning I went for my free power plates session at my gym that is all of about thirty metres across the street. For those that have never heard of power plates, it’s this vibrating machine that you do all sorts of exercises on. When I say I can barely walk, I can barely frigging […]

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This past Sunday, the boyf, the bambino, and I braved it and met up with our National Childbirth Trust (NCT) group for the first time since the summer. For those that need the instant recap: Met a bunch of parents-to-be at antenatal class. The mums started meeting up weekly. At first it was fun but […]

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It was quarter to six on Tuesday evening and the bambino had woken up really late from a nap, totally scuppering my promise that day to manage my time more effectively. After weighing up the pros and cons of having to go to the supermarket in the morning, I decided to bite the bullet and […]

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Recently I was at a party and whilst sitting down resting my weary feet from pulling a few too many MJ moves, the black version of Betty Suarez came over, knelt at my feet, leaned in and asked, “So…how long have you got left to go?” I stared at her in confusion. Until those nine […]

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Until this last Christmas, I didn’t believe in Santa but there must be a fat, white guy with a long white beard and too tight suit that loves me because my prayers about work have been answered and I’m back on maternity leave until April. Admittedly he didn’t answer my pleas for my family to […]

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Over the past few days, I’ve finally started to accept that in two weeks time, I shall be joining the great unwashed of London and returning to work. I’ll be bitching about people releasing bodily functions in my vicinity, spending a fortune in Pret a Manger once again, and having to listen to that […]

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I attended my first postnatal group at my surgery yesterday and I must admit to feeling a little trepidation. Before my NCT experience, I would have been excited at the prospect of meeting new people and sharing experiences, but instead I felt wary. If motherhood has taught me anything it’s that it’s not easy being […]

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