I’ve got 99 problems, but food ain’t one!

Current popular topic of conversation for the past few months has been baby food! Or just.. food... that babies eat.. Weaning seems to be the next thing in a long list of activities everyone seems to have an opinion on! Don't spoonfeed your baby, or you'll have a morbidly obese 8 year old who won't... Continue Reading →


You don’t have to do it all, but sometimes you will anyway.

You may consider us insane, for moving house, having a baby and getting married in the space of 7 months. And you wouldn't be wrong. It would certainly have made more sense to spread the three most stressful events of One's life out a little, but that's just not how life goes is it? Has... Continue Reading →

Unconditional Love. Poonami 2.0

When we were pregnant we were warned about the dreaded 'poonami' (not to be mixed up with Toon Army, football team of choice.).  For those that don't know (lucky), a poonami is when a baby poops their pants in a fashion that manages to spray the entire way up their back, sometimes even front, occasionally... Continue Reading →

Halfway there.

Half way through. Today I am officially half way through my maternity leave. Which means that in 5 Short months (too short of they're anything like the last 5!), the morning duvet snuggles, the coffee shop tours, the riverside walks and afternoon's in front of the telly all come to an end... I have to... Continue Reading →

I said I’d never.

It's amazing what a 5 month old baby can teach you. Before Oatcake arrived I had a long list of 'ideals' in mind as to how we would raise him, and some absolute 'never evers' and 'always always'.  What I've learned so far is that essentially, this isn't a game of thoughtful decision making, it's... Continue Reading →

My baby sleeps through…

Haha. You thought that sentence would end '...the night'?! Nope. He will sleep through the telly. He will sleep through the clattering of washing up. He'll even sleep through a very noisy party with a live band. But he won't sleep through the night... People constant ask 'is he a good baby?' And I always... Continue Reading →

Coffee Shop Residency

These days I sit in Surbiton's coffee shops for about 3 hours at a time, on a daily basis. I rotate between the local independent and Caffè Nero, lest someone notices I have NOTHING else to do! I see people with buggies and babies and will them, telepathically, to be my friend. Sometimes, if I'm... Continue Reading →


I was lucky enough to meet Papa Oatcake in a world where tinder was not 'a thing'. I never did internet dating, to be honest I didn't really do much dating at all, certainly no blind dating. Which is relief, because I imagine it would have made me so anxious I would have talked rubbish... Continue Reading →


Russel Brand was on the last leg tonight and though I'm not a huge fan, I thought he might have some good chat about Donald Trump, which he did. Also, I found out he has a baby exactly the same age as Otis! Most refreshingly, he spoke briefly, but fairly candidly and incredibly positively about... Continue Reading →

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