Wills is 6 months (and a week) old, and is currently eating 3 meals per day alongside 3x 7oz Aptamil formula (dropped from 4x 7oz this week as he didn’t seem to want the fourth bottle).
My heart was broken this weekend as the result of a tragic loss. My mood took a downward turn and I felt almost empty. I had a little cry, I had moments of anger, I desperately longed for the feeling to go away, for just one more moment with that which was gone. I hugged my kids to make me feel better, soaking up all of their love and allowing it to heal me.
It’s so easy to get bogged down with the shit parts of life, especially at this time of year. The high of Christmas has dissipated, the funds available in my bank have equally dissipated, the house is bare of all the sparkle that came with December
Giving kids an area to display their artwork helps to promote a sense of pride and achievement, and does wonders for their confidence.
Dear William, Today you have been on this huge planet for half a year. 6 months. 26 weeks (and 1 day). 183 days. 4392 hours! The time has quite literally flown by. It feels like only yesterday that the only