Words for Wednesday…

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I only have one funny breastfeeding story, and I’m slightly horrified to share it, but as it’s bound to have happened to someone else (please, please let it have happened to one of you) I’m going to share it anyway. Breastfeeding Jensen did not come easy. After three months though I was getting the hang…
I think it’s the teacher in me that misses it all now. Paying it forward, seeing faces light up when they develop a skill or have an “aha” moment. I taught my very first photography retreat last year [and still have to blog it – but I’ll get around to that this week, I promise] and…
Three weeks and he’s completed the year – his first year of formal education. It’s bittersweet – the sad part? He’s growing up. The happy part? A new milestone; the school photograph, and it’s gorgeously handsome. On a side note – £18 for a download? Really? I’m glad he’s smiling!
It’s no secret that I didn’t want Jensen to have his hair cut. I’ve resisted it for over three years now and to be honest, if it wasn’t for the fact that he and Baby Dragon are in a mini catwalk show for Start Rite tomorrow, he’d still be sporting his baby locks for months…
This post is compensated by #CollectiveBias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. In our house of three little boys, there are six sticky, muddy, grubby hands with 30 wiggly, fidgety, curious fingers. Wiping, poking, scraping, scrabbling and flicking, smooshing, smashing and smearing everything, everywhere. Nothing is out of bounds – nothing remains…
Remember I was complaining about my house and wanting a blank canvas? Well, scrap that. I fell in love with some wallpaper recently that made me forget all of my dreams of a whitewashed way of life, and now I’m completely hooked. It’s blue, metallic and covered in little birds – and I’m quite besotted…