I've written this because I am feeling it, right now. I am in the process of picking up all the pieces of our shattered life. I'm also writing it because I know how comforting it is to know that you aren't the first person to go through it.
Women can have it all these days, so they say. We can be mothers and sex goddesses and ambitious career women, and can generally achieve great things. We can.
But every day you will feel the love. The pure, infinite, limitless love which beats in you like another organ. The love that is embedded in you, attached to your soul, which can never be removed, no matter what. The love that is now part of your identity, the relentless, all-encompassing love that you have for your child.
In the run up to number one's arrival we visited some friends who had offered to lend us lots of baby gear. For the finale they produced a bizarre-looking contraption they'd used to help their colicky baby get to sleep. You had to attach it to the bottom of the cot, plug it in and then it vibrated vigorously.
You may have heard the term creative play and wondered why exactly it's deemed so important. Creative play, in which children use their imagination rather than direct instructions, has a key role in many aspects of development.
We are by no means anti-breastfeeding or being discriminatory by not featuring breastfeeding pictures in our campaign; we are just acutely aware of how these can affect some people who seek out our network. Our movement and support is for bottle-feeders, there is nothing for breastfeeders to feel offended about.
Getting back into a routine after fun in the sun, or any kind of break for that matter, feels a bit tough going so here are the tips I'm reminding myself of so I can snap out of these post-holiday blues and get my booty back in gear.
Every Year in April, Go Real celebrates reusable nappies with Real Nappy Week. This is an opportunity for all reusable nappy lovers to shout about how wonderful they are at the tops of their voices. At Go Real we take to our social media platforms in full force with sharable memes, blogs, website links and competitions with the aim of bringing reusable nappies to the public eye along with the UK Cloth Nappy Libraries and the UK's cloth nappy industry.
I knew this was inevitable, this separation. It is part of his transition to adulthood. But I didn't expect it to hurt so much. I have become that clichéd old woman who clasps photos of past birthday parties and strokes a little boy's face with a teary smile. (I am not allowed to stroke his real face any more).