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Love love love

Monday, Aug 16th, 2010 by Met Mum | 21 Comments
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Love love love

Complaining against an NHS midwife… result!

Friday, Jul 16th, 2010 by Met Mum | 29 Comments
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About three months after I handed in my complaint, I received a letter from the UCLH Trust Headquarters, telling me that they had completed the investigation and informing me about their findings. Without further ado, here is what they said: Complaining against an NHS midwife… result!

The end of broodiness

Thursday, Jul 8th, 2010 by Met Mum | 42 Comments
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Already as a child I was sure about wanting to become a mother one day. I always had a very distinct wish to become pregnant, give birth, care and love for the fruit of my loins. Even if that would have meant sleeping with my gay best friend or buying some Papa Frost sperm. Aged [...]

Why walk when you can run?

Friday, May 7th, 2010 by Met Mum | 30 Comments
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We passed a major milestone in the Met Mum household. Little L started walking. Or rather, running… Have a lovely weekend, you all! Why walk when you can run?

Occupation: Mum

Friday, Apr 23rd, 2010 by Met Mum | 23 Comments
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Surname, first name, address. Post code, telephone, occupation. Occupation? The worst bit of my recent and otherwise lovely course at St Martins was filling in an A4 form. Or this one little box, to be precise. Occupation. Occupation. Occupation. No matter from which angle I looked at the black little line behind the trigger, the [...]

Beautcamp Pilates. It hurts so good.

Thursday, Apr 22nd, 2010 by Met Mum | 10 Comments
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In the glorious wobble-free days before baby, I have been known to be a little obsessed with exercise. I used to run before work, go for a swim after work and spent my lunch breaks on a reformer. Now, if you are thinking I would have been getting steamy with a protestant in between finishing [...]

Malnourished Monday #17: Body to bump to baby and back

Monday, Apr 19th, 2010 by Met Mum | 26 Comments
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Do you remember the moment you slipped back into your favourite pre-baby jeans, buttoning up easily for the first time in what felt like ages? ‘Ages’ meant a year in my case, and I recently had one of these delightful jeans-moments. After all and despite being against all things size zero, I am still a [...]

Happy Birthday, little L!

Sunday, Apr 11th, 2010 by Met Mum | 14 Comments
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The day you were born was the first day of spring after a long winter with lots of snow. You are the sunshine of our life, even when you are having a rainy day. Happy Birthday, little L!

Back to school

Thursday, Apr 8th, 2010 by Met Mum | 21 Comments
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So what do you do when you feel stuck in your routine, a million ideas buzzing around your head but you are unable to channel your creativity into something productive? Exactly, you grab a batch of clay, form an innocent rabbit and prong it onto a chopstick. Under professional supervision, of course. Back to school

Complaining against a midwife

Wednesday, Mar 24th, 2010 by Met Mum | 27 Comments
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Those of you who started reading my blog from the very beginning about a year ago might remember the awful birth experience I had at UCLH. To be precise, the majority of the staff was amazing; there was just one person that acted a bit, well, ‘off’. Complaining against a midwife

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