So it’s official, Freddie is up and moving about. A month ago, he was still cruising, now he’s almost running. This past week has been a bit of a rollercoaster of emotions. My mood has been all over the place, it’s all been a bit much.
It’s crazy how quickly toddlers develop and learn new things. One minute they’re doing one thing, the next they’re practically running a marathon.
We had a week where both of us were off at the same time so needless to say it’s been a very full on 7 days. We have enjoyed some days out here and there, but mostly just been spending a lot of time as the three of us.
1 year has flown by, it’s so strange to imagine life any differently now though. So much has changed for us all and honestly, I don’t know where time has gone, but I know I wouldn’t change anything.
All I have always been told is “you can’t start weaning before 6 months” with a mix of “he’ll let you know when he’s ready”. It’s confusing, like everything else baby related!
Anyone who tells you that parenthood is easy, is lying to you. It’s been a long, exhausting slog since my last post. My mental health isn’t great, but getting better. Fighting through postnatal depression and social anxiety at the same time isn’t fun.
It’s been a strange week with many ups and downs. Fatigue and stress go hand in hand which equals complete mental exhaustion. Right now I feel like I could probably sleep for years. Whereas it would seem Freddie is the complete opposite.
It’s been over a year since my last post and honestly, it’s ridiculous how much has changed. If you follow me on various social media platforms you will have seen more than likely but I miss writing my thoughts down here so…here we go. As of June this year, I am a Mum. The one thing I said I would never ever be. I literally always said I don’t want kids, never ever. Yet here we are. The best thing that has happened to me… I realised in mid 2021, probably not long after my last post, that this year…