You have read that IVF is very difficult; you have been told it will push you both to your limits; you are worried that injections seem to cause couples to fight a lot. You wish it didn't have to be this way, sometimes it feels so unfair.
I want to share my experiences of breastfeeding to highlight some of the issues I faced and urge new mums not to feel guilty if they cannot breastfeed. Also, influencers to new mums should provide more practical advice at every stage and relieve as much guilt as possible!
As a mother to "identical" twin boys now aged nine I would like to share my knowledge and experience with you, I would like to urge you to do your research, and to become as opinionated as your teachers!
Congratulations on the gorgeous Christening of Princess Charlotte! Now Kate - can I call you Kate? I feel like I know you so well as we have so much in common. We both live in London, we both have two kids and we're both married to blokes called Will! SNAP.
Babies cry. It's what they do. Some babies struggle to sleep and some babies have problems feeding. It doesn't make them any less "good" than the babies who don't have these issues. And it certainly doesn't make them "bad babies".
It is clear that our surrogacy laws are no longer fit for purpose, often creating a great deal of uncertainty, expense and heartbreak to the families involved in this process. So how can they be brought up-to-date?
Fans of How I Met Your Mother might be familiar with Barney's Bro Code. Here in this post I have created my very own Mum Code, a list of the sorts of comments other mothers should really never to say to a fellow mum. Or face the wrath and subsequent flicks.
My children have definitely outgrown the cute stage, "I hate you, you're the worst parent ever" is a sentiment expressed far too regularly of late. I am under no illusion that on some (most) days, my children would in fact pick someone else out to be their mother.
I'm a mum of twin boys Ollie and Caleb, and a younger daughter, Phoebe. With Phoebe, it's quite straight forward. We apply for a place, she is accepted and she gets placed into a class. Decision made and off she will go to nursery, or school, or social group.
The sight of a wasp/bee/hornet makes you convulse and scream on impact like a deranged psychopath. You add a can of Raid to your weekly shopping order and feel mighty powerful taking out half of the insect population with one lingering blast of the can.