What’s in a name?

Okay. We’ve all done it. We’ve all heard a baby name that we absolutely hate quietly dislike. We’ve all most definitely cried out ‘why would they call a baby that?’. Guilty. I know I have. But after reading an article about the backlash and criticism on one mother to be’s choice of baby name on an online forum, I actually sat and thought, why?

Why do we care so much about what someone else calls their child? Why must we form opinions on every detail of peoples lives? Who are we to say that name cannot be used to represent that baby?


The mother said she is going to called her baby girl Iris James. James being used as a middle name for the little tot. Sure, the mother put it on an online forum so it’s obvious that not all users are going to agree (I know surprise surprise the internet has trolls) but must the obvious be stated ‘it’s a boys name‘. Do you really believe the mother isn’t well aware that the name James is traditionally seen to be a boys name? Not so long ago actor and actress couple Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds called their bundle of pink James and the world made peace with that fairly quickly – so why is this mother being focused on for wanting the use of James within her daughters name, and more to the point what harm is it doing to anyone? You may say ‘the girl will grow up hating the name James, and get told she has a boys name’, but you have people who ‘normal’ boys/girls names who hate them like myself! You have school bullies rhyming off cruel nicknames to perfectly normal names – so the use of James isn’t going to make the world stop because it’s not the ‘correct’ way of using it, however that is meant to be. 

Like words, names change and evolve over time. Here’s a few names that used to be more commonly heard as boys names:

  • Hilary – 100% male name 1882, was a popular boys name until the 1940s
  • Sandy – 1880 this was 100% male name, shifted to 50/50 by 1930s
  • Beverley – in 1880’s this was a 100% male name, by 2012 it was a 100% female name
  • Alexis – this was once a hugely popular boys name, being 100% male in 1882
  • Kim – 100% male name in 1912
  • Paris – 100% male in 1991
  • Shannon – 100% name in 1881

So as you can see. Like many things. Things change, words evolve, meanings and ‘genders’ change. We live in an age where anyone can be anyone they want to be, anything they want to be, be referred to as anything they could possibly want to be. We are such a free, accepting world – well compared to 10 years ago. We all still have room to grow, but our views and opinions evolve more each day, so why can’t a mother chose to name their child a name that is seen to be a certain gender – without the public, noisy backlash.

If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all. 


If you want to read the article, visit this or if you’re interested to see what other names have changed visit here.



It’s happening again!

It happened again. I disappeared. But this time the reason is a positive one.

As many of you know I am a stay at home mother to an utterly attitude filled adorable 21 month old daughter, often referred to here as B. All that is about to change as once April 2017 rolls around – we will be a family of four (five including our fluffy black and white cat). I’m pregnant!


I’m about 12 weeks along now, and due to have my first ultrasound next week (which I feel super nervous about as my last pregnancy I had a scan at 11 weeks so waiting a bit longer this time fills me with anxiety!). I’ve known since I was about 6 weeks, but sickness got me good this time around. Honestly for all you women who experience sickness throughout your full pregnancy, I really do applaud you. Especially if you already have children/jobs/homes to run. I didn’t know how much it could effect you. I just didn’t have the energy to even lift my head up or focus some days, let alone blog. Looking at my phone made me feel sick, it was like motion sickness but I was completely off food too. Unfortunately I lost weight during this time, but I read this is common. But sickness has now passed and my appetite is slowly returning, so why not dive right back in where I left off.

I don’t remember much about my first pregnancy so I can’t compare, luckily I wrote in a baby book so I’m definitely going to dig it out and see what’s the same and what’s different. To be honest I don’t think it has even sunk it properly yet. Did anyone else feel this way with there second? I mean on B I’m pretty sure I already had a snowsuit, a box of nappies and a few other baby items purchased at this point (I know, super eager).

It’s just a short and sweet post today. Keep a look out for my upcoming pregnancy posts as well as my usual posts. And thanks for bearing with me.

Lots of Love

How were your first trimesters during pregnancy? Were they different from your first pregnancy?

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3 Amusing Motherhood Moments. 

We all have those moments where you simply can’t stop chuckling away at your child, whether it’s for good or bad reasons. Children are definitely interesting, unpredictable, spontaneous characters! I’ve had plenty of different moments over the last 18 month journey of motherhood. I’ve had the good, bad and the ugly. But after doing B’s 18 month update (which you can catch up on right here), I ended up reflecting on some of the funny moments my little one has brought me. So here we go, three amusing moments (in no particular order): 

  1. B is colouring with her crayons on a big roll of paper whilst I potter about cleaning after tea time. Oh crap, I’ve forgot the dustpan and brush! B is still colouring, only glancing up to check on what Iggle Piggle is up to every now and again. Surely I can just nip in the kitchen and grab it? Yeh B is still fully submerged in her masterpiece, go go go. *runs into the kitchen*. B isn’t colouring. In her hand she has a black biro pen (these things just appear at the worst times)… She’s stood near the walls. I have grey wallpaper in my living room. Where did that pen come from? Wait – when did the wallpaper have that pattern? No it can’t be? Yep. She’s drew on the wall. Ask B what that is on the wall, she says ‘allwiiite’ (translation alright) whilst shaking her head and hands. She disappears, stomping into the hallway, returns with hairspray (this was in the stairs to be taken up) with a look that without a doubt shows she means business and then proceeds to get a baby wipe…What in the world? B pretends to spray the pen mark and tries to wipe the pen mark… ‘Muma draw gone’. It took me a while to figure it out but a couple of weeks earlier B saw me get some pen off the wall with this technique, so she tried to get her mark off by doing this. I didn’t know whether to laugh at her or tell her off!
  2. B is playing with her toy baby. Walking Walzing around the living room, pushing the trolley and picking her baby up to cuddle and give ‘mall’ (translation milk) every so often. How cute? A few minutes later B shushing and says night night, if only getting a baby to sleep was this quick and easy and tear free, and toddles off happy that her dolly is content. The cat jumps up in the windowsill, knocking off the picture frame in the process. Que a bang. B stops in her tracks. It’s okay it’s just the cat being cheeky. B stares. Tuts and then charges over to the window sill, stopping when the cat is in front of her. ‘O dehur’ (translation oh dear), ‘baba na night’ she shouts pointing and frowning at the very confused cat. I wouldn’t like to be kitty now. B twirls round, rushes back to her babies pram and proceeds to rock the trolley back and forth, clearly getting the baby back to sleep. Karma but seriously I’m a little scared of this diva’ish behaviour. 
  3. B is in her bedroom, tottering around in her own little world and playing whilst I put away the huge pile of washing next to her wardrobe. B proceeds to go and sit in her toy car and pretends to drive to the ‘pops’ (translation shops). B is trying to strap her seat belt around her. Best help her before she stresses out. B gives me the stare down as I read into the car. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. ‘No Mumma’. I step back and leave her too it. Walking away I just hear a little voice say ‘illy gurl Mumma’. Surely not. My 18 month old didn’t just say that. 

So there you have it, a few moments that have brought a smile to my face. It’s funny what your little ones say and do, especially when they are at an age where they seem to pick up on everything (even things you wish they wouldn’t) and do something new and different every day. It’s like you can see there little impressionable minds and personalities being moulded right before your eyes. I definitely think one of the biggest blessings of being a parent is having these little, unique moments where you just look at your child and laugh at how they react and handle situations, even if deep down you know you should be telling them if the ‘correct’ thing to say/do.

What kind of things do your children do that make you smile and laugh? 

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Why blogging has taken a back seat.

Quick update to let you all know I am still here, to apologise for the lack of interaction and hopefully I posting regularly again in the near future. With Christmas happening I’ve been so busy (as everyone is at this time of year), on top of that I have moved into a new house…literally days after Christmas, I know crazy – so I don’t have a spare five minutes to sit and blog.

My little girl B has her first birthday this weekend so I will be blogging next week letting you all know about her progress and her day. But as a sneak preview, she’s walking now, quite confidently too, and touch wood we have cracked self soothing and full nights, but I know babies like to trick us so fingers crossed. It’s also my fiances birthday the week after so as you can imagine, I have my hands well and truly tied at the moment.

I miss reading lots of lovely blogs and visiting my favourite links but with a bit of luck I will be back into the swing of things soon! Oh and thanks for still visiting my blog, even though I haven’t posted, it really has lifted my spirits in these tricky, stressful weeks.

Lots of Love



Christmas 2015: Our first family Christmas. 

Can you believe Christmas is over with? We build up to it so much and for so long, and in 24 short hours it’s gone in the blink of an eye. But that being said, I had a wonderful first Christmas as a family of three.

My little girl B is one in January so we didn’t want to go overboard on gifts because we knew we’d end up stuck on presents for her birthday. Plus with her being the baby we knew our families would spoil her, meaning no space for anything in our already tiny house (see I am organised). Christmas Eve was magical. We had a full day of Christmas films, festive food and wrapping gifts in the evening. Little B had a nice bubble bath, new Christmas pj’s on and then was tucked up in bed waiting for Santa to deliver her gifts. Unlucky for me, she was awake from half 1 until half 4 due to what I’m putting down to as teething, as she is clearly too young to be too excited…or is she? She was no trouble (and as it was Christmas Eve my mood was much chirpier than usual). We spent that time awake in bed, snuggled up watching The Gruffalo and reading some stories. 8am rolled around and the magic began.

How Santa squeezed down that tiny fireplace I will never know.

We deliberately asked ‘Santa’ to leave B’s gifts where her advent calendar had been. This is a place she had gone to every morning, knowing she will have a treat so when she came down and saw her calendar replaced with gifts, she was eager and curious to know what these things were. B had so much fun ripping the paper, with lots of encouraging cheers from her two overly excited parents of course. She was really happy to find lots of books (she is the biggest bookworm already), toys and jigsaws under all that bright paper. After a fun morning B tucked into a nice egg sandwich watching her favourite programmes, giving mum and dad time to get things organised to spend the day with family.

After all the gift opening, B tucked into Christmas dinner at her Nanna’s house. The house was pretty busy and loud (unusual for her as she is used to our quiet family of three meal times) so she didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought she would plus she wanted a nap. But still, she enjoyed it all the same. She likes to know what’s going on so focuses her attention elsewhere in busy places.

I did give her a plate, I promise. She just disregarded it immediately.

It was a truly wonderful day. I couldn’t dream up a better first Christmas for my little one. She saw everyone in her life who is important to her, got well and truly spoilt and spent the day dancing, eating and giggling. Christmas really is a time for family and now I am a mother, I truly understand the family aspect of Christmas. Oh and sidenote… Dad asked Mum to marry him. So it looks like our perfect family is going to be a complete unit. It was totally unexpected and I really couldn’t be happier, the picture is a touch blurry as it’s a still shot from the video. Now I have a first birthday and wedding to plan for.

Hoping everyone had an amazing Christmas. What did you all get up too?


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B Diaries: You are now 11 months.

No. It can’t be. Surely not. 11 beautiful months since my little B was born. It’s so cliche to say but time really does pass by so quickly. I’m getting slightly emotional thinking of where my small 7lb 11oz newborn has disappeared too, but very proud of all she has accomplished in her 11 months. Here goes…

Teeth: B got her first two teeth through no problem at four months old, so I thought teething was going to be a doddle…How wrong and naive. For months we sat and waited for another little peg to pop through, we have been lucky though and only had one bad teething night so far. But anyway this month it finally happened. Another little tooth has broken through, taking B up to a total of three teeth!

Physical: B has also started to stand by herself. She’s still a little wobbly and quickly sits down but her control is improving and her confidence is growing along with the duration of her standing each time. Each day she’s getting a little more confident in herself and it’s amazing to think how far she has come in 11 little months. She’s super confident and speedy at crawling, climbing, rolling, crushing, walking with her push along walker – you name it she’s doing it. And finally on 10th December 2015, a few steps have been taken! 

Communication:  B has always be a good communicator, well with me and her family anyway. She’s come on so much with her babbling. The latest words she’s trying to say are:  birdies, nod nod, bye, Bronson (our cat which comes out Wonnso). They aren’t clear or noticeable to others but we can now tell the difference between things she is saying. She’s much better at non verbal communication. She joins in enthusiastically with nursery rhymes too…wind the bobbin up she has mastered, actions and all. (See I’m well in up with pride and I used to be hard as nails pre-baby).

Sleep: B is still sleeping from around 8:15pm – 7:30am, but she has been waking up at some point in the night and not going back to sleep for an hour or so, or fighting with us before giving in. I really hope this is a stage that most mums have experienced and not sleep regression. She still has a good nap in the day, so I try to catch up on some sleep when I can. B seems happy enough though which is the main thing. It’s not a permanent thing is a mantra I am living by.

Eating: B is now very much wanting to feed herself now. Which makes it difficult for me, as a worrying mother I am I constantly feel as if she hasn’t ate enough. I also have to think of meal plans that include foods she can feed herself because she hasn’t mastered the coordination of a fork or spoon just yet. She is a very good eater, I’m yet to find a food she dislikes (hoping this continues). She is a big fan of corn on the cob at the moment. She experienced her first Nandos date with mum and dad (she only had mash and veg). B does go through days of not wanting to eat, and days of eating everything. I’m putting this down to teething. B drinks plenty of water and milk through her own sippy cup, only having one bottle at bedtime and maybe in the morning if she feels like it.

Favourite things:  B loves stories. Her favourite is The Gruffalo and I Love my Daddy. She also loves to play with bouncy balls or any ball of any sort. Bing Bunny is her absolute favourite CBeebies character and she does love a good Christmas song or anything she can dance too for that matter at the moment.

Not so favourite: B is 100% at that stage where she wants to do what she wants. She hates being told no. She will or tend to cry, before quickly getting distracted with a nearby toy. B doesn’t like very overcrowded, noisy rooms as we found out at her Uncles birthday party (she soon cheered up when she had a slice of pizza in her hand).


11 months done. Now to savour this final month before my little one is one year old. Wow.

Lots of Love

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Sleep regression or just a rough patch?

Today I have literally not sat down. It’s just been one of those days where you want to crawl back into bed and start over. But for all you parents out there, you know as well as I do that it just isn’t an option for us!

My Little B had a bit of a rough night you see, well she’s been having a tough time recently. The weather the past couple of weeks she’s just been a little under the weather – not really herself. She’s much harder to feed and entertain! On top of that I think she’s teething. She cut her first two teeth at 4 months old with no symptoms, but here we are at 10 months with still only those two little pegs. She had a really unsettled, unhappy teething experience a couple of weeks ago. It broke my heart. But anyway, back to the point, she has not been a happy bunny.With B feeling this way comes a noticeable change in her bedtime routine. Little B is usually quite a good sleeper, only needing me or Dad to tend to her a couple of times in a night, and by tend I mean a quick reassuring pat to let her know we are here or just a help changing position when’s she disorientated to help her resettle. She even started to self soothe, knew the difference between night and day, and started to crack having a good nap in the daytime. Oh and she usually slept from around 8pm-8am…well not this week.


This week my little precious daughter has decided she doesn’t want to be in her cot or that she doesn’t need sleep for that matter, leaving us parents the very unpleasant task of feeling like we are having to battle with her through the night. Last night she needed us to come into the room and settle her (put it resulted in us having to pick her up and rock her) a few times. Then at 2am, 4:15am and 5:30am she thought she would try to wake up. Enter very cranky parents and baby at 8am this morning. Then comes the very dreaded question everyone faces as parents… have I introduced my child into bad sleeping habits? With B being poorly and teething recently we let her sleep on us or shushed and rocked her (we would still put her down when she was sleepy and not asleep though). It was the only way she was able to settle – but now she’s slowly getting back to her usual self she doesn’t seem to want to go back to her old sleeping habits and would rather be in our arms, and rocked. Today when trying to get B dozing for her afternoon nap a usually quick, uncomplicated five minute task took me at least 45 minutes. It was exhausting for the both of us. I really do have lots of respect for those parent’s who don’t have the world’s most fantastic sleepers on a good week. and who are still able to keep their eyes open and look alive in the day. Four nights of this alone have made me so foggy headed, cranky and just not feeling very motivated, (goodness knows how many times I’ve had to change the words I’ve typed because they just don’t make any sense)!

So anyway, taking action before it gets any worse I downloaded The No Cry Sleep Solution by Elizabeth Pantley on my kindle to get some background knowledge about babies sleep and ways which parents can support them, just so I can form a kind of plan if you will in case this isn’t just a short term thing and my little B does start to go through sleep regression – I really don’t like the thought of letting her cry so after searching the kindle library I thought I’d give this a whirl. After I’ve had a read I’ll  blog a review! If my little one has started to regress and I do need to turn to the plan put in place with the No Cry Sleep Solution, I’ll log everything and share our experience!


Part of me thinks my little one is experiencing a bout of separation anxiety too! She’s very emotional when she isn’t close to me sometimes, which isn’t like her at all. She has started to dislike being in her walker or her high chair too! She gets more emotional with me rather than Daddy though, which is strange as we are both with her around the same amount of time…me just a touch more. I do have this app on my iPad called The Wonder Weeks and I think it’s extraordinary! It tells you exactly when your little one is experiencing a ‘leap’ in their development, what the leap is, the signs of this and what you can do to support them and help make this easier for them to complete. According to the app my little B is in her seventh leap of her development…and yes being cranky/grump/moody is a sign. With all this going on in her little life, she’s an emotional, uncooperative little darling at the minute.

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So I’ve done it. I’ve actually finished today’s post running off little sleep and so far I’ve only had to see to little B once whilst she has been in her cot.Okay, my mind may have stopped working a couple of times, my train of thought may be a little delayed but hey it’s readable…right? Let”s hope we have a better night, more for her sake. I hate knowing she’s had a rough nights sleep – I know how important it is for her to have a good night’s sleep!

Do you think I’m overreacting? Does every baby have times like this? Do you think I’ve put little B in some bad sleep habits recently?

Please do leave me any comments or suggestions or advice to help me out. I love reading your own experiences too so do share them. Oh and follow me on twitter (@mumisthewordblg) for updates!