Some people think they can justify it but the fact is, it is never okay.

I’m not sure why I feel I want to post about this, but it just feels like the right time, I guess.

Childhood Abuse

My Stepdad abused me. I don’t remember exactly how old I was when it began, but it started off with non-physical abuse; manipulation and bullying, and then progressed to physically hitting me. View Post

And I remember it clearly, as though it were only yesterday.

Wave after wave of pain and just wanting you to be in my arms. But you were a stubborn little thing. Back to back and getting yourself stuck, the surgeon had to get out the salad spoons! That was certainly an experience. But at 3:08am, when they placed you on my chest, all the pain melted away. You were here. My boy. My beautiful, precious boy.

The midwives joked about you being a 10lb’er and they weren’t too far off the mark. 9lb 5oz… and every inch of you, perfect.


I cannot believe how much you’ve changed over a year. I keep looking back at your newborn photos – goodness me you were a chubby little thing! Well, you still are.


Jacob, I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment you became, and I will love you until the day I die. You are my world, my everything.

Happy Birthday, beautiful boy <3


Following the absolute nightmare with my previous post about Megan’s Memory Bears, I was left without a special gift for the small boy’s 1st birthday. As I am sure you can imagine, this left me absolutely devastated and bawling my eyes out.

Two days ago, on the Thursday (When it was clear my doll hadn’t been sent), I posted in one of the WAHM’s group to find another doll maker in the hope they might have an instock doll I could purchase.

A lovely lady called Tigs popped up and said to drop her a message. She told me she was the lady behind Phoenix Handcrafts, and given my situation of how badly I’d been let down, she wanted to help out and offered to make my boy a doll by working through the night. I was totally bowled over by her offer. I mean, how often do people go out of their way these days to help a stranger?

We discussed the doll’s appearance, and off she went. Through the night Tigs updated me with progress photos which really put my mind at ease. I’d literally been pulling my hair out all day, so to see actual photos of my doll being put together was lovely to see.

At some late hour (the time escapes me), I got a messaged to say Poppy was ‘born’ (or completed, which ever word you’d prefer to use!) She was perfect. Queue lots of happy tears. My boy was going to get his special birthday present and it was all down to a very kind and wonderful mama.

Poppy arrived this morning and I am absolutely blown away. She is perfect. Jacob caught a glimpse of her when I opened the box, and shot me a huge smile. I think it’s safe to say she is going to be very much loved by my little boy.

I really wish I could put into words how grateful I am for the kindness that Tigs has shown me. So many people these days are selfish, never seeing past their own noses, and only caring about themselves.  This act of kindness goes to show that there are still some genuine people floating about who will go that extra mile, and not want anything in return.

Tigs, if you read this, thank you. Thank you SO, so much. For listening to me being upset about the other maker, and for going out of your way to make sure my boy had a special gift for his 1st Birthday <3

Readers, if you ever find yourself wanting a beautiful doll, created with love, then please head on over to Phoenix Handcrafts. I cannot recommend her enough.


I wasn’t sure whether to do this or not but I figured if I can do positive reviews then there’s no reason to only blog about my good experiences. I should be able to be honest – so today, sadly, I am blogging about a very negative experience with a WAHM, Megan’s Memory Bears. I haven’t linked her Facebook page here for obvious reasons.

Back in August I contacted this lady to enquire about a doll, prices and slots. She told me that she could make a doll, but it wouldn’t be until September when the kids went back. This was fine with me and I explained that I needed it by a certain date for the small boy’s 1st birthday.

September came and I didn’t hear from her so I had to give a nudge (didn’t get a reply until the 5th), and then at that point I had to ask her again 5 days later if she could sort out the fabric photos she’d promised those 5 days prior. We eventually discussed fabrics and she had all the felt in stock, which was great. I was asked about the cotton fabric I would like for the top and cape of the doll, and as she had nothing in stock to my taste, I asked if she was able to order in something for me, and linked her to a website that had what I wanted in stock. I then had to message her after 7 days to find out what was happening. It then took another 2 days after that to get a reply from her that she was just starting it that evening. I asked a few questions and never got a reply, so had to nudge her again to find out progress, which took another 2 days. View Post

So, my small boy turns 1 this Sunday.

I wanted to make him a special cake that reflected when he was born and the things we enjoy. So I made (With the help from some friends), a cake that depicted Fall. Or as my friends will tell me, Autumn.

Jacob is a Fall baby and we both love the nice little park and woods behind our house, so the theme seemed quite apt.

It’s all finished now, minus placing the squirrels on, on the day.

Just need to wrap some presents are we’re all done. No one ever pre-warns you how bloody long it takes to make these things. I can see why custom made cakes cost SO much now.


‘We only use fitteds’ – said I. This was something I used to say all the time when asked which cloth nappies we used. And with good reason. Fitteds were the only thing that went the distance on the small boy who pees puddles. From newborn we had nothing but trouble with pockets and AI2’s. They were out weed in about an hour or didn’t accommodate my sons shape.

So for the last 9 months we have used only fitteds with PUL wraps for good coverage and going distance. That was until last month I decided to try something new. I decided to try an AI2, and bought preloved a Teeny Tiny Tush.

I’m not sure why I made the gamble to try an AI2 again. Perhaps it was the gorgeous mystic potion minky (I am a sucker for purple fabric). But I am so very glad that I did.

Now let me tell you, I have never ever put a nappy on my son that has been such a fabulous fit. No gaping anywhere which has been a problem from day one. My son has chunky thighs so when a nappy is adjusted to accommodate them, it leaves a bad tummy gape. And in turn if adjusted to fit his tummy then it pulls too tight on his thighs. This is no longer an issue with a side snapping Teeny Tiny Tush, which allows me to adjust the leg and tummy as a seperate.

Look at how beautifully they fit:


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I don’t really like to do posts on subjects that can often be emotive, but I really felt like I wanted to post this today.

Gender stereotyping. I hate it and the way certain things are marketed and men/women, boys/girls, based on colours or even patterns.

I hate the fact that we allow colours to determine what is acceptable to dress our children in, and even down to the toys they play with.

Surely all colours are equal? Just another shade on the colour wheel. Maybe it’s just me but I find it ridiculous that we allow ourselves to be dictated to like that.

My son wears pink. Infact, he wears all the colours of the rainbow because shock horror, a colour is just that, a colour. Pink will not make a boy girly and vice versa. To even suggest such a thing is laughable.

I understand if people don’t like certain colours, and so do not dress their children in that colour. I’m the same (personally I am not a fan of pastels) But to avoid a certain colour because it is branded specifically for only a boy or a girl, I just don’t understand this.

Big companies have a huge part to play in this too. With the way they only make kids clothes in certain colours for the two genders and also how toys are marketed.

We went to Toys ‘R Us recently, and everything is seperated into boys and girls toys. Really? What’s the difference? Are girls only supposed to pay with pink glittery dolls, and boys to play with dinosaurs and trucks? Don’t get me wrong, if that’s what your child likes playing with, then great. But what ever happened to children being able to just choose ‘toys’. Toys they like. All too many times I have heard parents say to their children ‘oh no, you can’t have that it’s for boys/girls’. I even heard a lady in a clothes shop tell a young boy that he wasn’t allowed pink socks because ‘boys don’t wear pink’. View Post