CBeebiesland at Alton Towers with Peperami

I’ve spoken many times about how we’re a CBeebies family. You may judge me for it, but it’s pretty much on every morning in our house, in the background whilst we eat breakfast, get dressed and pack our bags for the day. My cousin once told me they use the scheduling to help keep them on time for the school run – if they’ve not got their shoes on by the time Octonauts comes on, they know they’re in trouble. I could probably sing the theme tune to any of the programmes, without needing a prompt (Go go, go go… Go…

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Date Night at Bar+Block, Birmingham

You may have noticed LPD (Little Pickle’s Dad) and I have been making more time recently for ourselves. We had a fantastic first weekend away together since being parents at Cornbury Festival earlier this month, and this week we treated ourselves further to a date night in the city: a three course meal at Birmingham’s Bar+Block Steakhouse. It’s privilege to live close enough to the city that it’s an option for an evening’s date night. A quick hop on the train from Redditch, and we can be there within about forty minutes. Arriving at New Street feels like we could…

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Nurturing Boys: Pickle’s First Baby Annabell Brother

If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ll know I try not to adhere too much to gender stereotypes. I’m more than happy for Pickle to have things that are pink, to play with dolls and enjoy anything he wants no matter whether it’s aimed at ‘boys’ or not. It’s only a little thing, but LPD and I purposefully have swapped our toothbrush colours, as I mentioned in my Father’s Day gift guide, as a subtle way of showing him that pink is not just for girls. I’d always said that if I were to be pregnant again, I…

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Laugh & Learn with Fisher-Price

Every day, I’m amazed at how Pickle’s comprehension is improving. His understanding of the world and his place in it is growing bit by bit with every passing week, and never is that more apparent to me than when he engages in imaginative play. To see him appropriately use toys as he’s seen adults do in real life is a scary reminder of how quickly he’s growing, and I love seeing him explore the world this way. We’ve been perhaps a little uneven in the toys we’ve previously bought for him. He has a lot of construction blocks, a lot of…

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Wicked Will is a Wicked Uncle

It’s perhaps a silly thing to get sentimental about, but when I found out that a photo of Pickle was the background on my brother’s phone, I felt strangely proud. Not of Pickle, but of my brother. Does that sound weird? I’m very lucky to have three younger brothers, and when I found out I was pregnant, I wasn’t sure how fussed they’d be. None of them have long term partners or any immediate plans to start a family (as far as I know!), and so I had no idea how they’d react to becoming Uncles. And even less of an…

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