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Showing posts with label gob shite opinions. Show all posts

Thursday, 6 March 2014

Breastfeeding benefits may or may not be overstated... another study into Breastfeeding

There is currently yet another piece of Breastfeeding v Bottle Feeding research making headlines in the media, this time a study of siblings, one breastfed, one bottle fed, that concludes that on 11 different measures no difference was found between the two in the long term.


Formula feeders are celebrating, breastfeeders are complaining. Me, well I’m thrilled to bits that it suggests my first combination-fed child is probably going to be ok, but I’m still 100% committed to breastfeeding the new baby anyway. It doesn’t change my opinion of anything.

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Dinner with an old foe

I am a firm believer in surrounding yourself with the right people, and gently removing people from your life who don’t support you, cause you pain, drain you, turn you into a raving lunatic who wants to explode at the mere mention of their name… I believe in forgiveness, but I also believe you have to let those people go for the sake of your health.

But how do you do that when said person is the wife of one of your husband’s closest friends, and who has ingratiated herself into your circle of friends? That’s the part I’m struggling with.



I wish her no harm, in fact I wish her well. Genuinely. But I don’t want her in my life. There have been too many lies. Too many times she has driven me half insane with her behaviour. And believe me, I have tried for years to make things work; to find common ground, to focus on the good, to understand her and put myself in her shoes. Literally years. But I can’t do anymore. When I see her on a regular basis it turns me into someone I don’t like, I dwell on things she does, I moan about her, I bitch behind her back. It eats me up. It poisons me.


Friday, 14 February 2014

The Introverted Mummy


I've been struggling with how to write this post for a while. It's a tricky one to verbalise.
You see I’ve always known I was an introvert, but I kind of expected myself to behave differently as a mother, to force myself to behave how a mother "should" behave and just not be introverted somehow. I struggled and it had a knock on effect on my confidence.

Wednesday, 11 September 2013

One little article, so many questions…

More stories abound in the press today warning us women that we should have our babies by 35 or risk sleepless nights regretting never having children.

Oh my bloody god, at 37 I’m a lost cause aren’t I? Why do I even read these articles anymore!

Wednesday, 26 June 2013

How to improve breastfeeding rates - in my opinion

Breastfeeding is never out of the news these days is it? Right now the media is busy barking on about how rates are falling in the UK, followed up the next day with a timely report about how babies that are breastfed go on to become better social climbers (like that is going to turn the figures around!) 


Wednesday, 12 June 2013

And now for the science

This piece of research caught my eye last week: "Mothers to be should be aware of unintentional chemical exposure". Understandably it's create quite a stir within the media and right now, since I'm trying for a baby, I have a tendency to cling onto any piece of information that might improve my chances.

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

Rock of Ages - Still Rolling...


It was our wedding anniversary at the weekend and so we left Taters with his grandparents and took a trip out to the cinema. Just being in the cinema is a treat in itself since it’s not something we indulge in too often these days, but the film we saw, Rock of Ages, my god I loved it!