I didn’t want to do co-sleeping. It wasn’t that I was against it I was just too terrified of squishing the baby!
But here I am a co-sleeping parent.
Reluctant co-sleeper
Breastfeeding a’go-go or not….
I always knew I wanted to breastfeed if I had a child. I was breastfed and I figured that’s what boobies are for.
Randomly I just love the word boobies, boob. Just so friendly sounding!
Anyway…..
Attachment Parenting
So I’ve been rambling on in a few posts about parenting, what parenting means to me and the term ‘attachment parenting’ keeps popping up.
What exactly is attachment parenting?
Well here’s what it means to me.
Not sure…
I have to say I’m not sure what to do with this blog anymore.
I’ve written about how I feel and stuff and it’s been very healing for me but now I just don’t know what to do.
Hope…
I met up with a fellow mum yesterday. She was a friend from my University days, actually she is Hubby’s friend but I’m stealing her.
Velcro Baby
This term is the best term to sum up my Sidekick. She’s attached to me 24/7 nearly. We’re even back to having to have her sit on my knee whilst I pee. I’m sorry if that’s too much information for you, but that’s my life at the moment.
So a Velcro baby, what do I mean. It’s pretty straight forward, it’s a baby, child, that doesn’t like being put down in any sense. They crave and need for their own happiness constant contact.
Back meet rod
Ahhh the well known rod, come on everyone let’s say the well known phrase together…’you’re making a rod for your own back’. There don’t we all feel better now.
Hubby and I have been told this a lot, especially concerning our sleep arrangements with Sidekick.
