Author: Metropolitan Mum

Ice cream and pixie dust

Because there has been a bit too much drama on this blog lately, now for some lighter entertainment: fashion. And because all my pocket money goes to tiles, taps and toilet bowls these days, I am concentrating my sartorial creativity on little L. Pastels are all the range this coming season – or so I’ve […]

The 3mm baby

I just came back from a scan at the Early Pregnancy Assessment Unit. And it’s all good! There’s a tiny little embryo (three millimetre, to be exact) with an even tinier little heart, happily pumping away. It’s where it supposed to be, i.e. not attached to the caesarean scar or attached to one of the […]

Bottom al fresco

There is something unmistakably humiliating about NHS nighties – even worse so when you find yourself alone at A&E, trying to tie up the strings across the back, only to discover that half of them are missing. In a desperate attempt to maintain a bit of dignity, you wrap the tent-sized gown around yourself and […]

Nauseous

There are two possible explanations for my recent feeling of queasiness. A) That fish and chips really was a bit dodgy. B) I am pregnant. Yah, yah, you’ve read that right. She-of-the-lacking-broodiness is trying for a baby. Although the term ‘trying’ might be a bit misleading. I find the whole calculating of ‘good days’ rather […]

Three

Two weeks without broadband* may leave you feeling a little unsettled – especially as a blogger – but it also gives you a bit of a break from constantly being online. In fact, I found my evenings to be much more relaxing now that I stopped balancing my MacBook on my lap whilst having a […]

New beginnings

Remember that I said I wanted to take it slow? Well, to tell it in twitter speak: #massivefail. I am not complaining, no, it’s all good. Life is happening at a fast pace and I am filling my plate with a soup ladle. Quite suddenly and a bit unexpected, I found myself having a bout […]