Evergreen

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This month Piglet is 18 months old. He will be closer to 2 than he is to 1, and that is a scary thought! We are rocketing through the year and sometimes I have no idea what we have done all day. There are some many little things that I remember doing as a kid

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Ah mum guilt. I had heard so much about it before having Piglet but that in no way prepared me for the way it actually feels. It has hit me hard in the last few weeks and I have no doubt that it’s not about to end any time soon. Despite Piglet having 2 sets

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It is becoming increasingly popular for a bride and groom to ask for their guests to go unplugged for the day/night. It is something that JHogg and I requested ourselves, that no one would post anything on social media about our wedding on the day of it and that they would wait until we posted

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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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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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Is contraception a taboo subject? I’m not sure! My friends and I have very open relationships and so we talk about all sorts. I’m not sure if it’s common practice to openly discuss contraception? Regardless, I’m going to. It is a part of pretty much every grown woman’s life – and most mens too. We

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I have had type 1 diabetes for 4 years now, and in that time I have heard some fairly ignorant comments. Some are innocent, some well meant and some just down right rude. I know that there are certain things that I would never say to someone with depression, cancer or other medical issues, and

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JHogg and I are nearly the end of the line with changes to our home. As I write this my new kitchen is being fitted. We have new floors, doors and skirtings to go in and then we can finally go home and make the most of it. The thing about having a new kitchen

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Summer is well and truly upon us, but now I’m a Mum things are a little different. It no longer means lazy afternoons in the beer garden, BBQs in the park and lying out in the sun. It’s more geared around paddling pools, suncream and trying to stay in the shade. Those days are surprisingly