Tag: Support

Mumspiration – Lynn Warren Explains The Truth about Positive Birth

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Growing a human is a big deal. Birthing a human is a mighty big deal. The entire process is incredible! Right at this very moment, as I sit here typing, a good friend of mine is in labour, about to experience birth through a mother's eyes for the first time. I can only hope that she gets the right birth for her, it all goes smoothly and she starts her journey as a parent feeling empowered, not fearful, in control, not fretful... time will tell. I met with Lynn Warren from Birth Easy to find out the truth about positive birth...

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Mumspiration – Jess from Social Mama

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Mums today most definitely need their mum mates; people who understand what it is to be mum because they're on the same rollercoaster as you. But if you've ever tried to find a new best mate at soft-play, when you're panicking that your eldest is trapped in a cargo net and your youngest is drowning in the ball pool, you'll know that that's easier said than done. Fortunately, mumspiration Jess Sizeland, has brought together hordes of Hertford mums through her business, Social Mama. If you've not been to one of her events yet than you really should - they are fun, friendly and the women are fabulous. I caught up with her to find out how she does it all and what she has planned next...

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5 Reasons Why Mums Rock at Motherhood

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Happy Mothers' Day! Yes mums, you totally rock. I read a lot of mummy related blogs and if you hunt amongst the stunning insta-images of smiling children, without drool dripping down their chin or yesterday's chilli-con-carne staining their boutique labelled t-shirts, you'll find many mums who are all slightly... well... frazzled. And it's got me thinking... if we're all slightly frazzled, but manage to maintain our children's innocence to this fact, then surely we are all doing a phenomenal job...

PND vs The Terrible Twos: A Post For Survivors of Either

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It wasn't until Little O's 10 month check, that I got diagnosed with anxiety and post natal depression. I'd been so focused on whether Little O could get a flippin' cheerio out of a plastic bottle or not, that I hadn't expected the health visitor to turn around and ask, "How are you coping?" The floodgates opened in dramatic fashion, a torrent of tears, soaking through a tonne of tissues, eyes swollen and bloodshot, not a pretty sight. Since then, (Little O is now 2) there have been the usual ups and downs of parenting. But every so often I get glimpse at what it's like to return to that dark, depressive state...