The Ordinary Moments – Feeding the Ducks

This week, whilst I worked on the local election count, I got chatting to a family friend. Her lovely family feels like part of our family, and she told me that she always reads my posts and is glad I’m taking the time to document as much as I can of Pickle’s early life. She told me these memories are so precious. And that I’ll be so glad of them in the years to come. It’s easier to remember the big moments: the birthdays, the big days out and the holidays. And it’s all so easy to forget The Ordinary Moments.…

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The Ordinary Moments – Top of the Slide

When I first sat down to write this post, I was planning on writing about our trip to the park last weekend. Pickle went down the slide for the first time staying sat up (as opposed to flopping onto his back) and it was so surreal to see our little boy so independently climbing the steps, getting himself on the slide and sitting all the way down it. It probably doesn’t sound like much if you don’t have children of our own, but believe me when I say, it was really magical and a little emotional. Something ordinary, that I…

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The Ordinary Moments & When They Mean More

This hasn’t been an ordinary week. Far from it. It’s been a week of panic, worry and doctors, all thanks to a nasty fever and Pickle’s first (and I hope only) febrile convulsion. It’s the first time Pickle has been properly poorly. He’s had the odd cold before now, but nothing serious or anything that’s needed medical attention. It’s times like this that The Ordinary Moments mean SO MUCH MORE. For those three days when he really wasn’t himself, I was desperate for his ordinary behaviour to return, and when it did? It was the best sight to behold.

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The Ordinary Moments – Troublesome Teething

I’m not going to lie, it’s felt like hard work this week. After writing last Sunday about bites and bruises, my The Ordinary Moments for this week isn’t much of a rosier outlook, I’m afraid. I’m knackered – and whilst that may not be helped by two runs with the pushchair this week and cycling to Talking Tots and back – it’s mainly because sleep has been so hard to come by. After the most ALMIGHTY tantrum and strop before Friday’s run, I finally figured out why: teething. Pickle has a molar coming through, and with only half of it…

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The Ordinary Moments – Bites and Bruises

I usually share nice little happy memories for my The Ordinary Moments posts. I’ve written about running in the park, sort-of date nights, and life with three children, but today I’m writing about a part of parenting I’m sure I’d rather forget: bites and bruises. I am covered in them.

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