Dads don’t get enough credit

You could argue that us mums have the hardest and most responsible role to take on throughout the pregnancy, birth and even afterwards and we deserve all the support we can get but who supports dads?

If recent events have taught me anything it’s that dads do not get enough credit where it’s due or support. My partner is an amazing person and an amazing father. He works so hard to support us financially and he supported me tremendously through our most recent ordeal. What we went though was in no way any easier for him but unlike me, he didn’t receive any messages of support, no-one checked in on him, no-one asked if he was okay, all the attention seemed to be on myself and the baby and yet despite all of this and how hard it must have been for him as well, he remained strong for me and he did so without any support.

Up until writing this blog post, I hadn’t really given this any thought before.

So to my partner who is always there for me no matter what, who never lets me down or face anything by myself, I see you. And I see all of the other amazing fathers and husbands too. I see that you’ve tidied the house every morning before work while I’ve been on bed rest, I see that you’ve made me breakfast and even dinner and put it in the fridge for me, I see that you took Kory downstairs for me so that I could sleep in, I see that you have played with him and kept him busy when he was getting a bit fussy, I see that despite working hard you have come home and made tea for us, I see that you’ve run me a bath and ordered me to relax, I see how you try to make me laugh when I don’t even feel like smiling, I see the way you see me, how my body and even I as a person have changed but I’ve never doubted that you love me, I see the way you love me and take care of me when I have carried our children and how you would do absolutely anything for us and above everything I see how committed you are to supporting your family and the pain you experienced too after everything we’ve been through.

While not every father is deserving of praise, not let’s forget to give recognition to those ones that are. Let’s not forget to empower fathers too the way that mothers are encouraged to empower each other.

To my partner, I don’t know how I would have got through any of this without you. Thank you for always being by my side.

I see you and everything that you do even if other people don’t.

Trust your own body

Sorry you haven’t heard from me for a few days. I actually had a few blog posts planned that I wanted to share with you all but the other night baby K gave us quite the scare and I just haven’t had the time to update you all since.

On Sunday evening, I told Rory I was going to lie down upstairs for a while as I just felt ‘off’. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it but I just didn’t feel right. About half an hour or so past and I started experiencing what I would describe as tightenings in my stomach. They weren’t painful but they were a bit unusual and nothing like I’d ever felt before. I left it another 30 minutes or so until I noticed that the tightenings started to get more regular and a bit stronger. That was when I decided to give the hospital a ring and explain my symptoms to them. Once I’d spoken to them they were eager to get me in and seen to as I have already had one pre term birth already so are at risk of having another.

Upset, I got my things together and dropped Kory at my mums house which was upsetting in itself as he was a bit confused as to why he needed to go there just as I was getting him ready for bed and I really didn’t want to leave him.

Once me and Rory arrived at the hospital, we were seen to very quickly. Which other than the obvious was just as well really because I was a wreck. I couldn’t stop crying. I hadn’t stepped foot back in the hospital since having Kory and seeing the nicu where he spent the first two weeks of his life was all just a bit too overwhelming.

One of the midwives took us into one of the delivery suite rooms and asked me my symptoms again and how I was feeling. I told her what had happened and that I wasn’t in any pain just a bit of discomfort. After that she checked me over and I couldn’t believe what she said next. She informed us that what I was experiencing was actually full blown contractions and that our baby could possibly make an appearance that very same evening at just 26 weeks gestation but that they would try their absolute best to stop the contractions.

We were in complete disbelief, I was inconsolable and I can honestly say I have never seen myself in a state like that before. I just couldn’t keep it together and fell to pieces in the hospital room. I remember just screaming and looking around the room frantically. I was having flash backs from when I had Kory knowing that what we went through then was hard enough with him being born at 34 weeks yet this baby was going to be here at just 26 weeks! I was worried she wasn’t going to make it and every time I thought about how small she was going to be I cried harder.

That night we had to stay over at the hospital and after lots of medication, drips and observations the midwives did manage to slow down my contractions and luckily my cervix hadn’t opened and my womb wasn’t reacting to the contractions meaning that it wasn’t likely that I was going to give birth.

The next morning I was moved to another hospital just as a precaution incase the contractions started again so that I could deliver her at that hospital instead of my chosen hospital as they don’t take baby’s below 27 weeks gestation as opposed to this other hospital that have a bigger nicu. After more observations and still no sign of anymore contractions, the second hospital were happy to send me home which is where I have been since Monday evening.

But we are still not out of the woods. They can’t tell me what brought the contractions on, a few theories was that I may have just over done it or that I had an irritated bladder which had interfered with the wall of my womb but these are all just guesses. I have been given strict orders by the midwives, nurses and consultants to take it easy and to rest and that if the contractions start again I am to go straight back to the hospital and they will repeat the same procedure again to prevent the contractions again. So that is exactly what I have been doing. I hate sitting around while everyone else runs around after me, I feel like a bit of an invalid but I understand that for at least the next few weeks to keep baby K cooking hopefully a whole lot longer it is what’s necessary.

Throughout the whole of this ordeal I honestly don’t know how I would have got through any of it without Rory. He is my rock and he was so strong for both of us despite being just as scared as I was but he remained level headed and kept it together and supported me through everything. I am so lucky to have this man in my life, he is amazing. Dads do not get enough credit.

All of the midwives and nurses were amazing and I have them to thank for keeping our baby safe. Our NHS is brilliant and we are so blessed.

I also owe massive thanks to my mum for taking care of Kory and my Nan and grandad for taking care of the house, pets and everything else and even me today while Rory had to work.

That was one hell of a scary experience, quite possibly the scariest thing I have ever had to go through in my entire life and I hope we don’t have to go through it again any time soon or ever again but no matter what happens we have so much support and I am so grateful for everyone around us.

So please if you’re reading this, keep your fingers crossed for us and hope that baby K stays in for quite some time yet!

The differences between my first pregnancy and my second

Discovering I was pregnant again is so exciting for us all. I often wondered how different this pregnancy was going to be compared to my first and it’s been so different in more ways than I ever imagined. Not necessarily different in a ‘bad’ way but different.

Other than bringing another life into our family which we feel incredibly blessed to be able to do, another one of the positives of being pregnant for a second time round is that although this pregnancy has been totally different from when I was pregnant with Kory, it’s because I’ve been pregnant before that I’m able to have more of an understanding this time round, I’m less worried because I know what to expect and in some ways more relaxed.

And in other ways not so much… I already have a toddler to take care of who keeps me very busy and always on my toes and throw being pregnant into the mix as well and that’s probably the reason why I feel so tired this pregnancy. Being pregnant for a second time has been difficult for me. Once I got past the morning sickness (something I never had during my first pregnancy) then came the exhaustion. When I was pregnant with Kory, it was just about me and the bump. I was encouraged to ‘relax’ and ‘take it easy’ and I could do just that, I could put my feet up whenever I felt I needed to or run myself a bubble bath. Where as this time round, I’m still encouraged to do all of those things except it’s not as simple as just putting my feet up, I have to wait until Kory finally goes to bed in the evening before I can even think about parking my backside down at which time I’m usually ready for bed myself and I suppose I could run myself a bubble bath but 9 times out of 10 Kory will want to climb in it with me.

As well as all of that, I feel really bad that I haven’t provided a single update or picture about my pregnancy this time round. When I was pregnant with Kory I documented everything. I posted weekly updates, not just for my family and friends but for myself, I talked about how many weeks pregnant I was and how I was feeling, I shared how big bump was measuring and things that I’d bought for our expectant baby and it’s not that I haven’t done any of those things this time because I don’t care or that I don’t love this baby as much or that I’m not excited but it’s because I just haven’t had the time! Since our pregnancy announcement this is the first blog post that I have wrote and shared that is about this pregnancy and I’m 25 weeks pregnant!

So I think it’s safe to say that there has been many differences between my first pregnancy and my second, some harder and some easier than others and it’s true what they say, no two pregnancies are the same. At least in my case anyway.

What was most different for you in your pregnancy the second time round?

Parenting is relentless

When you look at the above picture of me and Kory, you see smiles and we both look happy. We were having a good day together. I took Kory to Blackpool that day on my own, we went to the arcades, we had dinner, we walked along the beach, we had ice cream. It was lovely and I wish more days could be like that. But the reality is that not every day is. Some days are harder than others.

Parenting is amazing, being able to be a parent is a blessing and the parenting journey between you and your child is so special but it can also feel relentless. And pretty lonely too. If you’re a parent yourself, you will know what I mean when I say that parenting is relentless.

It never ends. The duties of being a parent and what’s expected of us. It never stops. It’s constant and it’s every single day, 7 days a week, 24 hours a day.

Every day I wake up and it doesn’t matter if I wake up feeling unwell or if I feel tired, I am responsible for another being who relies on me for their every need and how I feel is sort of irrelevant and that’s a big responsibility. I know as parents what society expects of us, to make sure that our children are fed a healthy balanced diet, that they are bathed and cleaned, dressed, educated, well socialised and played with, ect ect every single day and I’m okay with that, I know what I signed up for when I became a mum, believe me no one wants better for my child than me but that doesn’t mean it’s always easy for me to do. Not every day is all sunshine and rainbows and some days I just feel like I don’t have the energy to do what is required of me as a mother and the fact that I still have to get up, put a smile on my face and try my best is really quite overwhelming. So yeah, some days I do just stick chicken nuggets in the oven for Kory instead of preparing him some tea myself and you know what? I think he loves me more when I do that – chicken nuggets are his favourite! So who am I really punishing myself for? Kory or society? That doesn’t mean I’m gonna feed him chicken nuggets every day for the rest of his life but surely how I experience my own parenting journey with my child and what they will remember of it when they’re older and what they think of me is more important than how strangers online or even in real life are gonna view me because of my parenting choices.

Some days I plan lots of fun things for me and Kory to do together and we end up having a really nice, productive day and I go to bed at the end of the day feeling like a good mum who has her shit together but there’s also days when I feel like I don’t want to get out of bed, when I can’t even be bothered to speak let alone answer all Kory’s 16 hundred questions about why turtles have shells and what is our boiler for and I go to bed feeling riddled with guilt for maybe not having as much patience as I normally would and feel like a failure. But I’m only human and like anyone else, I can only take on so much. I do cry in front of my child, I get upset, I get cross but I can also apologise and I think it’s a good thing that he sees me express my emotions.

I read so many blog posts that talk about how mums should take care of themselves and how important self care is. And it is! It’s so important! I’m guilty myself of writing a few posts like that of my own, I realise the importance of taking time for yourself for your own sanity and in order to be the best parent that you can be but finding the time to do that is easier said than done. I can’t even remember the last time that I did something that was just for me and that’s because I just don’t have the time and when I think about it, what would I do anyway? Where would I even go? If you’re telling someone you know that they need to take a break but aren’t offering to help then maybe you aren’t being as helpful as you may think you are. I’m sure lots of mums would love nothing more than to run themselves a bath and to relax but what are they expected to do with the kids?

As you some of you already know, I’m a stay at home mum and I can bet that some people will read this post and say ‘you’re a stay at home parent. That is what you do, you stay at home with your kid.’ And wonder how I can complain about that. But I’m not. I love being a mum, I love being able to stay home and look after Kory but I can be both. I can both love being a parent and find it bluddy hard sometimes and want to vent by writing this post.

A lot of the time it is just me and Kory together. My partner works a lot and other than him we don’t really see anyone else. Sad, right? No one asks do I want to go anywhere with Kory or even just on my own, no one includes us in their plans, no one even asks how we’re feeling, not even a text. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with Kory just the two of us and he loves spending time with me too but it gets lonely sometimes. At least for me anyway. The only person I have to speak to is my 2 year old son, I don’t interact with any other adults, I think I’ve actually forgot what it’s like to go out and to strike up a conversation with someone.

I’m not afraid to be honest and say that I don’t always enjoy being a parent, some days are harder than others and that’s okay. It doesn’t make me a bad mum for feeling like that. I shouldn’t feel bad for feeling like I need a break sometimes. I don’t love Kory any less than I would on a day when I’ve planned lots of fun activities for us to do compared to a day when I don’t feel like moving from the couch and would much rather just watch a movie with him and eat snacks together. I shouldn’t feel guilty for having a lazy day if that’s what I need to recuperate what little energy I have.

I guess what I’m trying to say by writing this post is that I know just how relentless parenting can be and just how lonely it can make you feel too. I know just how isolated motherhood can feel and it isn’t nice to say the least. So if you’re looking for a mum friend or just someone to chat to, I’m here.

A fellow mum who can totally relate to how you feel.

My life recently

Sorry you haven’t heard from me in a while. I know I have been a bit absent from my blog lately, but the truth is I haven’t been around much on social media either.

Honestly, I have no excuse to give you, I’ve just been feeling a bit shitty lately.

I’m finding this pregnancy a lot harder compared to when I was pregnant with Kory, I’m not sure if that’s because I’ve already got a toddler to run around after but I’m just finding it a lot harder this time round. I’m constantly tired, I have no motivation to do anything and I could just cry all day over.

On top of this, I have a horrible chesty cough, a cold that just won’t shift and I pee myself every time I cough or sneeze so I’m not loving life right now.

Not to mention how busy we’ve been trying to get everything prepared for baby number 2’s impending arrival. As some of you are already aware, Kory was born prematurely after my waters spontaneously started to leak and after having a recent consultation at the hospital, it looks like this baby may make an early appearance too as she is already head down and has been since 20 weeks! So not only are we worried about when she may decide to show, we’re trying to make sure that we are prepared for when she does which has proven to be quite hectic for us and our lives have been a lil’ crazy.

I’m really hoping that once things start to settle down I will be able to find some sort of balance and get back to writing blog posts more regularly again. Although I haven’t wrote anything lately, I have still been popping in every day as I love reading all of your updates and posts!

So, that’s been my life recently.

Thank you for reading, I hope this post didn’t bore you too much! I just thought i’d give you guys a quick update incase any of you thought I may have just disappeared off the face of the (blogging) earth which as you now know, I haven’t – I’m just a hormonal pregnant lady who is struggling to keep it together!

DIY Play-Doh

This morning me and Kory made our own Play-Doh together!

I don’t know about any of you but I have bought so much Play-Doh over the years as Kory just mixes the different colours together and after a while they dry out and then I have to buy even more and store bought Play-Doh is not exactly ‘cheap’ to buy either, especially when you’re having to keep buying it all the time.

Truth be told, I was getting tired of buying the stuff just to throw it away again after a short amount of time but I knew that we’d have to have some in the house because Kory loves to play with Play-Doh. I knew that Kory’s nursery made their own so after asking them how do they make it, I was so glad when they kindly shared with me their recipe to make our own Play-Doh at home and I couldn’t believe how easy it was to make and how inexpensive too!

Kory did most of the making himself and I just observed – that’s really how easy it is! I found that it was also pretty fun to make together too and I love all of the different types of Play-Doh you can create yourself;

Scented, glittered, coloured, themed, ect! The possibilities are endless!

I don’t think I’ll buy Play-Doh from the shop again now that I know how to make my own. And it really is easy to make.

If you’d like to know how to make your own Play-Doh yourself at home, keep reading on because I am going to share with you how we made our own. You probably have all of the ingredients you will need already at home and it takes just 10 minutes to make!

So, without further ado. Here goes:

You will need:

  • 8 tbsp plain flour
  • 2 tbsp table salt
  • 60ml warm water
  • Food colouring or flavouring
  • 1 tbsp vegetable oil

1.) Mix the flour and salt in a large bowl. In a separate bowl mix together the water, a few drops of food colouring or flavouring and the oil.

2.) Pour the coloured water into the flour mix and bring together with a spoon.

3.) Dust a work surface with a little flour and turn out the dough. Knead together for a few minutes to form a smooth, pliable dough. If you want a more intense colour or smell you can work in a few extra drops of food colouring or flavouring.

4.) Store in a plastic sandwich bag in the fridge to keep it fresh. (Squeeze out the air first.)

And that’s really all it takes!

Do you make your own Play-Doh already? If you haven’t made it before and you decide to, please let me know in the comments!

Thanks for reading…

Mama Tag

I have been asked to take part in the Mama Tag by the lovely Rebecca over at With My Love & Courage. She was inspired to create this tag after watching the new mum/new mom tag videos on YouTube that were originally created by Emily Norris.

So, let’s get started!

1.) Favourite mum hack?

I don’t really have a favourite mum hack or even a mum hack at all. I like to think that I’m quite an organised person but the truth is when it comes to parenting I’m honestly just winging this whole thing and hoping for the best. Every day is a different challenge. Maybe that could be something for me to think about, what mum hack could make things easier for me?

2.) Most embarrassing mum moment?

My most embarrassing mum moment would be every time Kory acts up in public and I have to try and keep calm and stop his temper tantrum all whilst feeling everyones eyes watching and judging.

3.) My favourite part of the day?

My favourite part of the day is definitely tea time when Rory gets home from work. After a busy day it’s nice to see him walk through the door and it’s also nice when we all sit down as a family to have our tea and to watch tv together.

4.) My worst part of the day?

The worst part of the day for me is definitely morning. I have never been a morning person and that’s not about to change now that I’m a parent. It’s not that I hate mornings it’s just not fun being woke up really early every day when you still feel tired from the day before and hearing ‘mum mum mum’ whilst your eyeballs are only half open. I’m usually okay once that first cup of coffee hits my soul though.

5.) Worst thing someone said to you when you were pregnant?

Where do I begin! Well there was this one woman that asked me to lift up my top so that I could show her my belly so that she could see ‘how big I was’ – that made me feel really good about myself!

6.) A baby name you disagreed on?

There was loads of names that I really liked when we were choosing baby names and out of all of them my partner narrowed it down to just one so I would say we disagreed quite a lot but I suppose at the same time it did make deciding on a baby name a lot easier as well!

7.) Do you co-sleep?

We never co-slept with Kory when he was a small baby but if you class a toddler coming into your room in the middle of the night and climbing into your bed then yes we co-sleep.

8.) Baby products you never used?

I can’t think of any off the top of my head, we used lots of great products with Kory when he was a baby.

9.) Name 3 hospital bag must haves:

There are lots of useful things that you can pack in your hospital bag but my top 3 would be sanitary towels, trust me – you’re going to need them. Nickers, big comfy ones and lots of them and pyjamas, because that’s all you’re gonna want to wear for a while.

10.) Are you a go-with-the-flo or routine mum?

I guess I’m a bit of both really. I’m quite strict about some things, the things that I consider important such as bedtime because Kory can be a real grouch if he goes to bed too late which isn’t fun for anyone, making sure I keep his behaviour in check and I like to make sure he’s ate his dinner before he has any sweets and that sort of thing but I’m pretty easy going when it comes to everything else like screen time and what clothes he wears.

11.) What sort of labour and pain relief did you have?

I had a pretty straight forward labour considering Kory was born premature, I gave birth to him naturally and had gas and air for pain relief.

12.) Have you ever been mum shamed?

Yes on quite a few occasions actually. Once by a health visitor when Kory was around 4/5 months old because I gave him rusk with his milk which was my decision, another time when he was a bit older, I’d took him to the weigh-in clinic and because he’d had a sick bug which was the main reason for me taking him, it was pointed out to me rather rudely that he hadn’t put much weight on, I’ve been mum shamed online for giving my child ice cream, I’ve been mum shamed for giving him an iPad and I’ve been mum shamed for letting him climb into bed with us. It used to bother me a lot when I first had Kory but as he’s grown older and I can see that he’s happy and healthy and that he’s obviously not come to any harm from any of those things it bothers me a lot less. It’s so easy for other mums to have their say on how you parent when they’re sat behind a screen, or for people who aren’t parents themselves to judge because they haven’t a clue what they’re talking about. When you’re a young, new, first time mum these can all seem like big, important things but they’re really not. You just have to do what works for you and your baby, it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks.

13.) What have been the biggest challenges?

My biggest challenge as a parent has been trying to be the best mum that I can be even though I never believe in myself. It’s hard enough raising a child but when you constantly doubt yourself and think that you must be doing something wrong or that someone else other than you would be able to do a better job it’s a lot harder. A lot lot harder. I’m constantly in a battle with myself and I’m my own worst enemy but I do like to think that I have come a long way from the young, naive, first time mum that I was and that I am growing into a more confident person and giving myself a bit more credit where it’s due when it comes to being a parent.

14.) What is the best advice that you’ve had or been given?

The best advice that I have been given is simply just being reminded that I am Kory’s mum and that I know him best. A lot of judgement comes with parenting and when it comes to making decisions for your children, it can be easy to doubt yourself even when you know deep down in your gut that it’s what’s best. Many times I have made a decision regarding Kory and then changed my mind about it through other people voicing their opinions and having their say just for it to turn out that I was right and should have just listened to myself to begin with. This is something that does get a little easier the older your child gets. Being a parent to a new baby is scary!

15.) Who is your mum crush?

I know so many amazing mums in real life and follow so many fabulous mums on Instagram that I would feel a little unfair just choosing one, I think we’re all doing a fantastic job!

So that’s all from me. Thank you for reading my answers to the questions asked! I hope you enjoyed reading them. I would like to ask Megan over at to take part in this tag. I look forward to reading her answers!

I’m tired today

I’m tired today but not because of Kory waking for once, or because I got up to use the bathroom or because I was just generally unable to sleep. I’m tired today but for a totally different reason…

Why does inspiration for my blog have to come to me at 4:30am?

Last night I lay awake in bed in the early hours for around an hour and a half just tapping away on my phone like a mad woman, noting down all of the ideas for my blog that had suddenly just popped into my head before I forgot them! After weeks of feeling uninspired, having no motivation to blog regularly and having no idea what to write about on my blog, i’m glad that the inspiration to write and the different ideas came into my head but did it have to be at that time in a morning?!

I’m tired today and I have to say I’m kinda glad that Kory is in nursery this morning just so that I can enjoy a coffee in silence and try to unfrazzle my brain.

When I’m not lay awake in the early hours jotting down blog content ideas, I like to stay inspired in other less, tiring ways. Such as:

  • Reading other blogs
  • Working on my blog on the go from my phone
  • Writing down in a note pad ideas that i’ve had/got
  • Writing about what’s currently happening in my life right now
  • Thinking about where I want my blog to go and what I want to achieve from blogging
  • Reading my previous blog posts from the past and seeing how far I’ve come
  • Sharing my honest experiences with you and asking for advice

All bloggers go through spouts of finding it hard to think of new and different things to write about regularly. So those are just some of the ways that I keep myself feeling inspired and motivated.

Do you ever find yourself feeling uninspired and struggle to think of things to write about when it comes to your blog? What inspires you to continue writing?

P.S. I don’t know why my coffee looks so strange on this picture but I can assure you that it tastes nice!

Why I want another baby


Kory is 2.7 years old now (Where has that time gone?!) and I can remember going to the hospital and being in labour like it was just yesterday. Many people say you forget about the pain that you endure during delivery and even afterwards over time but I can honestly say that I have not and it’s something that has stuck with me and i’m sort of glad that it has. It’s not an experience i’d like to forget. Even if it wasn’t always pleasant but despite this, this has not put me off wanting just one more baby.

I think i’ve always wanted one more baby. I can remember feeling so overwhelmed after delivering Kory and even crying because the experience was over with, not just out of relief but because I was sad that I would never get to deliver him again. (I can’t explain this one, crazy hormonal women think crazy things!) But that’s how I felt. When I looked at him, touched him, held him and smelled him for the first time everything just faded away, that moment was so special, nothing else in the world mattered and i’ve always craved to feel that again. Watching him grow up has been so bittersweet. It’s been incredible to watch him learn, grow and reach milestones but at the same time, i’ve always felt a little sad too that I won’t get to watch him achieve these things for the first time ever again. I also loved being pregnant and was sad when my bump disapeared even though the baby that I grew was now in my arms. As well as all of this, I’ve always known that I wanted a sibling for Kory to grow up with, play with and share memories with too.

So call me crazy because i’ve already got my hands full with a very adventurous, independent and strong willed 2 year old that drives me up the wall daily but I want another baby and here are some of the reasons why:

  • Newborn babies smell sooo good. New babies just have this heavenly smell and I could just breathe it in all day. I don’t think I stopped sniffing Kory or his clothes for weeks!
  • Snuggles. New babies with their soft, smooth skin sleep a LOT which is the perfect oppurtunity to dose up on those snuggles. Everything else can wait! I’m so glad that I made the most of Kory being little and snuggled him at every chance I got. Now that he’s a constantly on-the-go toddler, the only time I get to snuggle him properly is when he naps – which is never by the way.
  • Newborn babies are the sweetest. Most people will tell you that the newborn stage is the hardest stage; lack of sleep, night feeds, ect and it is tough but don’t listen to those people. I would swap toddler tantrums for night feeds any day of the week! A newborn baby has never screamed at me because I told them that they couldn’t have sweets until they’d ate their dinner…
  • Re-using newborn items again. I kept so many of Kory’s blankets, teddies, clothes and baby grows from when he was a baby. I even kept his prep machine! I’m not one to be wasteful and just felt like I couldn’t part with them so kept them should the time come that I will be able to use them again. Re-using Kory’s old baby grows and clothes would be so cute to see another addition wearing them, being able to take pictures, putting them side by side and looking at the comparisons.
  • Play mate. I would love nothing more than to give my son a friend for life, a play mate and who better than his own sibling!
  • There is no greater love than the love that you have for your children. Parenting has its challenges for sure but the pros far outweigh any cons.

 So call me crazy but I want another baby and those are my reasons why.