All hail the NCT friends

 _A sweet friendship refreshes the soul._
The NCT group… It’s a cliche isn’t it?!!
BC I was apprehensive about joining such a group. I didn’t want to be part of a clique who just met to discuss and compare and, let’s be honest, show off, about which baby is doing what first. I imagined a group of middle class women kitted out in Joules scarves with mini mes at their feet. This is the NCT group we all think of right? Truth is though these women saved me from insanity in those early few months. They aren’t kitted out in Joules attire. They are my friends and I love them.
The most important thing for me in those early days and weeks after having Junior Pug was having friends who were going through it with me. Friends who had older children were great because they understood but I needed people who were going through it at exactly the same time. Friends who were up at 2am too. Friends who had been shat on three times in the hour just like me. Friends who when we met for coffee were excited about having clean nickers on too! My NCT group were exactly this. I remember one morning we met with the greatest intention of walking round the park. We met at a cafe. Stupid to think we would leave there really… We sat and stuffed our faces and moaned about the babies and our husbands.
I see these groups a lot. In coffee shops. In restaurants. In the park. Mummies wearing dark glasses and clutching lattes. Mummies laughing with each other, encouraging each other. Mummies holding each other’s screaming babies so they can at least eat! Mummies mopping up each other’s tears. They make me smile. In fact Pinky and I were out with the boys recently and we saw one of these groups. Of course we started talking to them (we were too nervous to mention the blog though). We told them to keep going and keep the friendships!
Truth is this isn’t exclusive to the NCT group!! My best friends are two colleagues who happened to fall pregnant three months after me. I squealed over their scan pictures in the staff room then we met for coffee and I shared with them how I was wearing my hubby’s boxers because my nickers were too small!!! Then the babies all started arriving and we sent messages through out the night. We meet for coffee, we chat, we share, we laugh and cry together. Our babies all recognise each other and are friends already. I can’t imagine how I did life without them!!!
And of course there’s Pinky… But I think you know how that little love story is mapped out 😉
The moral of this blog post is to surround yourself with friends. NCT friends, colleagues, people you meet in the park or the children’s centre. Whoever they are or wherever you find them share with them, off load onto them. Tell them about your lady bits and your huge swollen milk filled boobs!!! Cherish them and support them. Promote them to best friend status because, my goodness, you are going to need them!
This post is a shout out to my mum, sister and sister in law; my NCT tribe, Lisa and Natalie, and of course Pinky. You’ve all inspired me, encouraged me, listened to me and loved me! Thank you from the bottom of my heart!!!
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Why ‘SHOULD’ is ruining motherhood

It feels like you can’t do anything in motherhood without everyone else giving their opinion. Sometimes it’s well-meaning friends and family telling you how they did it, implying that you should do the same. Often it’s those friends who don’t have children yet, who think they understand (don’t judge them too harshly, we’ve all been there – we were all perfect parents until the babies arrived!) And sometimes it’s random people in the street who feel that it’s their place to tell you what you should be doing. Even when these people aren’t actually saying it out loud, or to your face, you can still feel the judgement.

It happens at every stage of parenting. When you’re pregnant you hear all about what you should and shouldn’t be eating, how you should be sleeping, how you should be preparing for your new arrival. When that tiny newborn baby is born, and you want to be left alone to trust your maternal instincts, you’re being offered advice about how often you should be feeding, how many nappies you should be changing, how your baby should sleep, the routine you should have. And it continues…

Of course, some of these ‘shoulds’ are important health guidelines for you and your baby, and we do need to hear them. But we don’t need them rammed down our throats by everyone we meet. The medical world changes their minds so often on what’s right anyway, can’t we all have a little freedom to look after our own children how we believe is best for them and us.

I’ve had my fair share of ‘shoulds’, and sometimes I’m feeling strong enough, or sure enough about the issue, that they just wash over me. But sometimes, when I’m struggling with the issue myself, or I’m sleep deprived and don’t really know if I’m coming or going, they leave me doubting the choices I’ve made for me and my son. And really, this gig is hard enough without the Mummy-guilt!

When my son was a couple of months old, he HATED his buggy. He would get so upset and the only thing that would soothe him was to feed – not always entirely practical when you’re out and about! So one day a good friend suggested trying a dummy. Pre-baby I’d always said I’d never use them, and I wasn’t convinced I wanted to give him one, but then I thought, if it helps him to settle when I can’t physically do it myself (breastfeeding and buggy pushing don’t really go hand in hand) then it’s worth a shot. That dummy hadn’t been in his mouth for more than 30 seconds when an old lady came over to let me know how she thought I ‘should’ be parenting. ‘Oh you’re not giving him a dummy are you..?’ she said with this big disappointed, judging look on her face. Luckily I’d been having such an internal dialogue in my head, that I spilled the whole thing out on her and she shut up fairly sharpish.

Currently, however, I am struggling to decide whether or not I should end my breastfeeding journey with my son. I always said I wanted to feed him for a year, and that marker came and went in the summer and we are still going strong. Part of me would quite happily wait until he naturally weans, but I feel really uncomfortable knowing (or at least believing) that so many people think that this is wrong and that he should be fully weaned by now. I suddenly feel this immense pressure from all around me telling me what I ‘should’ be doing. I’ve heard everything from ‘he shouldn’t need to breastfeed anymore’, ‘he should be able to go to sleep by himself now’, ‘he shouldn’t need to feed in the night anymore’. Should, should, should…! Can’t I be left to make this decision based on what is right for us? I think I’ve done pretty well raising him so far, so I think I’d rather trust my instincts than listen to other people’s ‘shoulds’. But in the same way that it’s so much easier to believe something negative that someone says about you, over a compliment, the same is true here. You have your own beliefs, but the ‘shoulds’ always stay there at the back of your mind, undermining your confidence.

So can we please all stop ‘should-ing’ all over new mums. Offer an opinion if they ask for it, but if they don’t can we instead tell them about something that they are doing well. Let’s build-up new mums, not knock them down. Just think of the confident children they will raise, when they are allowed to trust their own choices and do what’s right for their family.   
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Mummy Mantras

Sometimes motherhood can test your patience, and push your frustration levels to their absolute limits. During these moments I rely on my ‘Mummy Mantras’- things I can say to myself to ease the burden, and remind me that it won’t always be this way. If you’re having one of those days (or nights), stay strong and I hope these help in some small way.

1. The one I tell myself most often is-

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I read this when my son was very young. I don’t remember who said it, but it has helped me to calm my frustrated-self on many occasions and it really it easier to just be tired and not frustrated if you can.


This is an oldie but a goodie – Sometimes when things feel hard, they feel like this will be your life forever.  Instead I try to think about how fast my son is growing up and the moments I will miss once he’s much older (and those that I won’t!!).

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This is like the classic – What doesn’t kill you makes your stronger.  I find it helpful to remind myself that when things are really tough, I am learning from it and what I learn will help me in the future.

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And by the same token, you need those bumps in the road to learn from.  Without them life might be easy, but it would also be dull.

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This one we need to shout from the rooftops! Comparing your life, your baby, your family, your situation, or your struggles to anyone else will only make you feel so much worse.  OK, so you’re having your 400th sleepless night and it feels like everyone around you has perfectly sleeping babies, and you just want to scream and cry about how it’s not fair!? We’ve all been there, but it’s SO not helpful.  Those mums who babies’ sleep will be having their fair share of issues, whether they present them to the outside world or not.  Don’t compare; just know that this is hard, and that we’re all doing what we can to enjoy our babies and survive the rest.


In the world of motherhood, there is way too much unwanted advice.  Even when advice is given by a well meaning friend or family member, unless you whole-heartedly agree, then just nod and smile and forget all about it. You gotta do what’s right for you.

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Just tried something and it blew up in your face?  At least you tried…

8. Mantra8Before children, we all have those pictures in our head of perfect family moments.  Sadly, life with babies is so much harder than anyone predicts, but those amazingly perfect moments are there.  Don’t lose sight of them, and every so often try to stop, and commit them to your memory – they’ll help when all hell breaks lose and you wonder what on earth you’re doing with your life!!

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Choose wisely – don’t make it the washing up!!

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A thought about feeding and cuddling your baby at night.

Once upon a sleepless night I climbed back into my own bed after breastfeeding my son and snuggling and snoozing with him until he was fast asleep. I was cold, it was winter, and I’d lost all my own body heat between beds. I was lying there thinking I was going to be awake for ages- the worst when baby is finally asleep!! – and I felt a bit sad and a bit lonely. So I turned over and whispered to my hubby to ask him to come and snuggle me and warm me up, and he did, without a moments hesitation. Not groundbreaking, not a huge romantic gesture, I know, but it made me smile, it made me warm and it made me feel loved.

Then it hit me, this is what I do for my son (countless times) every night. I don’t just drag myself across the landing and plug him in to a endless supply of milk whilst counting down the minutes until I can finally sleep again. I do something far more amazing than that, and he must feel such warmth and love. I must try to remember this feeling and feel proud of what I do for him, rather than frustrated by it. One day he won’t need me, but until then, I will be there.

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