The teenager in my two-year-old.

My little peanut is in such a fascinating stage at the moment. It’s all about her independence. From her clothing choices (“I want to wear a pretty dress, Mummy”) to our daily activities (and the speed with which we do them). It’s required a lot of patience that I, admittedly, don’t always possess. I struggle … Continue reading The teenager in my two-year-old.

Double-0 mummy.

There is something weirdly gratifying about watching your child nearly every waking moment through their early years. I mean, it can also be exhausting and stressful to be responsible for another human 24/7, I grant you. Particularly once they start moving. Just hear me out here. I think it’s safe to say most of us … Continue reading Double-0 mummy.