I know, I shouldn’t be saying this and rather be valuing the precious
time I have left with little L as long as she is still in my tummy.
And I feel awful enough about it. But I think I have had enough now.
Archive for February, 2009
Being me and being a mum – is it asked too much?
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff | Tags: motherhood, mum, pregnancy, rolemodels
Three is family
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff | Tags: big M, family, little L, pregnancy
Every night for more than two years I say ‘goodnight’ to Big M. More recently, I have been saying ‘goodnight’ to little L as well. I said ‘goodnight, little family’ for the first time last night. And it just hit me: three is family. I am going to have my own little family.
Ooh wee – things you don’t want to see
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff, Pregnancy | Tags: pelvic floor muscles, pregnancy
Who would have thought that pregnancy is a time full of little pains and itches and pinches? Certainly not me. Leg cramps, water retention, nausea, vomiting, mood swings, trapped nerves and back ache, to name just a few.
And now the baby sings for us
Filed under: Illustrations, London, Mummy stuff, Pregnancy | Tags: London, pregnancy, yoga
I have never been known as the most esoteric person on this planet. I can hardly remember my star sign, let alone any implications that are supposed to come with it. And although my direct environment might not always come to the same conclusion judging my behaviour, I would like to consider my decisions to be mostly logical, thought through and goal oriented.
The Pregnant-Lady-Tumbler-Toy
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff, Pregnancy | Tags: pregnancy
34 weeks, 1.41 stone heavier and half a brain lighter, and I am still waiting for the blossoming bit of pregnancy to kick in.
Mushy peas
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff | Tags: big M, pregnancy
Too many hormones turned my brain into a substance similar to mushy peas. I recently went to a house warming party, only to discover that I was unable to follow a conversation, let alone say anything witty, funny or meaningful. For about 85% of the evening I found myself clinging to Big M’s sleeve. The [...]
London mum and wannabe illustrator. On a mission to find a decent way into motherhood without losing herself. 