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Last weekend we did something that, for a while, didn’t feel like it was ever going to happen. It felt like my stubborn little Piglet was never going to walk. We knew he could walk, we had seen him do it once or twice. But for a long long time he simply refused. I always

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Before Piglet was born I wasn’t really interested in online independent clothes shops. It wasn’t that I didn’t like them, I just didn’t know what was out there. Since Piglet came along I discovered a whole new world of clothing, and I’ve now got a huge wish list of items that I want to get.

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One of the things I am asked quiet regularly when I share my meal plans is why does Piglet have separate meals to us, and do we eat the at the same time? I can understand why people wonder that – quite obviously my life would be so much easier if I only had to

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Can we take a minute to talk about postpartum hair loss? You would think that since Piglet is nearly 17 months old that I would have stoped harping on about this sort of thing by now. But seriously – it’s still troubling me now. Before I had Piglet I was aware that hair loss was

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We did it! We have moved back into our house on Saturday and it feels gooooood. My parents were very kind to have us staying with them for so long, but we were all more than ready to get our own space back. My mum took care of 99% of the cooking while we were

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It can’t be denied that Piglet was a gentle, soft natured baby. I’ve always tried not to be smug about it, but he was such an easy going little guy and let’s be honest, we were very lucky. Everyone commented on it, the way he poked gentle with a finger rather than snatching at his

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Last weekend I went out for a friends birthday. Properly out-out in a bar with dancing and cocktails – the stuff of dreams. No baby to worry about (except a slight niggling at the back of my mind that I was going to have to get up with him the next morning), bedtime routines to

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Every 6 months or so I head back to the hospital for a check-up, a bit like a diabetes MOT. When I was first diagnosed they were a bit daunting. I didn’t know what to expect, where to go, what to do and what was in it for me. It used to feel like I