Help! I stopped reading the manual

I am behind in my Mummy homework. As if I don't have enough to already feel like I'm failing at. At some point, and I couldn't tell you exactly when, I relaxed. Beware the relaxed and chilled out Mummy, there is almost certainly something she has forgotten to do. This feeling of dread, guilt and … Continue reading Help! I stopped reading the manual



Ah boobs. Breasticles, fun bags, jubblies, fun pillows, lady lumps, and apparently the controversial source of all our power. Recently, in case you missed it, an elected politician came out and said that a woman breastfeeding was akin to exhibitionism. Now I'm paraphrasing a little there but the fact was that he opened his mouth … Continue reading BOOBS!