I don’t take advantage of living on the outskirts of Birmingham half as much as I should. Every time I venture into the city, I’m amazed at what it has to offer and try to remind myself to take the short train ride more often. The city centre has so much for families, and this weekend we braved the school-holiday crowds and ventured down to the National Sea Life Centre. I’ve been meaning to take Pickle to the Sea Life Centre for ages, and as I’d offered to take my foster brothers out for the day, it seemed the perfect…

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‘Finding time’. It’s a strange concept. And it’s a phrase I’m using a lot lately. I never seen to ‘find the time’ to do some of things that should be most important to me. It’s easy to rush around doing the things that feel most urgent, but the days and weeks quickly slip by and I look back with a tinge of sadness that I’ve been focusing on all the wrong things. I remember having to do a time management exercise one day in a department meeting at work (in my job before pregnancy). We had to split a piece of…

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I was left in tears this week after a phone call from Nursery. It was about 3pm in the afternoon, and I could feel my adrenaline spiking when I saw the Caller ID display – what had happened? Was Pickle okay? I must have sounded slightly panicked when I answered as the first thing the Nursery Manager said was “Don’t worry, everything’s fine. I just wanted to have a quick chat.” Let me set the scene. Pickle has only been going to nursery since the beginning of February. He’s not yet had two full months there. It’s still all a…

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Oh Sunday. What a glorious day it was for the clocks to have gone back. Not only were we treated to some absolutely gorgeous sunshine (very welcome after all this Beast from the East chilliness), but the beginning of British Summer Time meant we got to enjoy the glorious light for longer into the evening – meaning we had time for a stroll down to the lake and a play on the park before bed even after we’d gotten home from a very cute afternoon having tea with the Easter Bunny at a Wyevale Garden Centre.

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This past month has been a whirlwind! Returning to work has been such a big (and welcome) change to our everyday routine and it’s been far easier than I thought for it to feel very normal. Pickle loves going to nursery, and it’s obvious how much he enjoys spending a day with his Grandpark (our nickname for his Grandad, my Dad) too. He recognises the road my parents live on, and when we pull into it, he always does his signature ‘Ooooh’ excited sound. Very cute. Anyway, now that I’ve had a taste of ‘freedom’ away from Pickle, I’m determined…

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