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The somewhat inane ramblings of a semi-crunchy 30-something stay at home mum based in the NW of the UK. Mum of Thing One (10yrs), Thing Two (8yrs) and The Dude (5yrs) & Moomin (Born Aug 2014). Wife of the long suffering Husband.
In search of the meaning of life, sanity and Gin.
Breastfeeding | Co-sleeping | Babywearing | Mental Health | M.E | Left-wingPopular Posts
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Using this image without linking to here isn't sharing it's just theft. You've heard the old adage 'you learn som... -
The apron strings are flapping manically like cage birds and there's a dull thud in my heart. I'm clock watching again. Tryin... -
If there is one toy very child should have access to at some point, it's a kitchen. Children love to role-play, to emulate gro... -
We're officially on single digit countdown to Christmas now, the tree is up and the living room looks like the exploded contents of ... -
Out of all my pregnancies, this last one was the only 'surprise'. The Husband and I had marriage shattering debates on...
