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Writer’s Block

Oh, look at that – a blog post on not being able to write a blog post, how original Bec. See, when I blogged many moons ago I did it as and when I wanted, I didn’t have an Instagram (not even sure Instagram was a thing, and yes I am that old). I would watch something on TV that inspired me, people watch, listen to something ect but now I’m one of those Mummy Blogger types I have days where I believe I

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Nine Months of Lovin’

It’s bizarre to think of a life without Quinn. I know that for 28 years I had a life as Rebecca, but now it feels like I’ve been Mummy forever. As Quinn turns nine months old I thought I’d write a post on how he is, moments he’s made me proud and just an excuse to write since it’s been so long! My lovely friend Chloe Woodcock has built this blog for me so now I have a domain and hopefully improve my blogging

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Sealife Centre Birmingham

We were kindly gifted a visit to the Sea Life Centre in Birmingham, so as a family of three we popped along on Tuesday afternoon. Now I’ve been a number of times in the past but this was my first time as a mother, and nothing quite beats seeing the wonderment on your little ones face. It amazes me that this was the first time he’s seen such beauty. We met clownfish, seahorses, sea turtles and for the first time ever I saw an

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Apart from all the wonderful joys parenting brings, dressing Quinn up is one of my favourite things. I was never a girlie girl and dressing my son I’ve unintentionally gone down the Primary colours and jungle theme. He owns a lot of yellow and orange* and red. Even more so since Vertbaudet kindly gifted a selection of items. My favourites have to be the denim jacket (pictured bottom left), ripped denim dungarees, orange fleece joggers and orange denim shorts we lived in over the

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Please stop chewing your fists

It can be both sad and amazing watching your baby grow and develop. I don’t feel sad that he isn’t small anymore (was he ever?) I’m just sad that he’ll no longer do certain things for the first time. His first smile after I changed him, his first laugh as I spoke to him in a cockney accent for no reason at all or most recently holding and shaking a rattle. Quinn is chewing pretty much e v e r y t h i

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