Eradicating the Dummy


In March last year, I wrote a post about my choice to allow my son to use a dummy titled “Am I a Dummy…for using a Dummy?” Little L wasn’t even two and I was beginning to think about when we would eradicate the dummy from our lives altogether.


Being the great procrastinator that I am, every birthday or holiday gave me a reason not to get rid.

  • Second birthday – we’re going to Australia in the summer and need it to keep him quiet on the plane.
  • Christmas – He’s not ready it/t’s not causing him any harm/we’re going to be potty training.
  • Easter Holidays – Let’s wait till he’s 3.
  • Third Birthday – Let’s wait till the Summer holidays incase I have sleepless nights.

I actually read a post by a blogger friend, Carly from Bungalow Burn, who wrote about her trip to the dentist with her daughter and the impact the dummy had on her teeth. You can read about it here. Her post made me determined to say “bye bye” to the dummy!

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I know there are people who get fed up with novelty aspects of a child’s life that seem to be developing more and more such as Elf on a Shelf but I firmly believe that you have to embrace the magic and what works for you and your children. My son has a lovely imagination which I want to encourage, plus I love anything magical or creative so I began to plant seeds with my son regarding him giving it up…and the Dummy Fairy (DF) was born in the Roversi household. Our DF took the dummies in the dead of night to give to little babies who needed them more than my son. He seemed okay about the prospect of giving them up, especially when I mentioned there was a present involved.

This is what I did:

  1. Took my son shopping to pick his present that he would get off the DF. I told him that I would send the present to her and she would only give it to him once he handed his dummies over. IMG_6866
  2. Made sure that the present was something fairly decent so he didn’t want to give it back when he wanted his dummy. I was looking for an offer/bargain on something that was big but didn’t cost a fortune. We managed to find a Jungle Run Thomas theTank Engine track in The Entertainer that should have been £25 and was £15 which was my budget.
  3. Let him collect his dummies from around the house. It became aIMG_6869 treasure hunt and he loved finding them…even the dusty ones that had been sat under his bed for months!
  4. It was L’s idea to leave a cup of milk and a biscuit out for the DF. I reckon he was trying to bribe her…or thought she was like Santa.
  5. Chuck the dummies. It was important that I threw the dummies away in the wheelie bin ratheIMG_6862r than hide them away so avoid the chance to give in and give him one if he was struggling to settle or very upset.
  6. Wrote a letter from the Dummy Fairy, ensuring I used words like “kind”, “proud” and “big boy”. Every child  loves praise and I like to think the letter added to our sons imagination and making it all more real. (If you’d like to use the letter, I’m happy for you to steal it!)

As with anything child related, since I was pregnant I have always expected the worst then anything else was a bonus! I’m quite thankful that, after four nights, our little man has done us proud and handled it all quite well. I knew his biggest struggle was going to be settling himself to sleep and I wasn’t wrong. On the first night it took an hour for him to go to sleep and in that hour I got:

“Mummy I need a wee!” (I took him.)

“Mummy I want some milk like the Dummy Fairy!” (I got him some.)

“Mummy I want some more milk!” (I refused)

“Mummy PLEASE can I have some more milk?” (Me: shouting from downstairs “NO!” L: “Okay”)

“Mummy, I need you.” (My response was to talk over the monitor. He couldn’t tell me why he needed me, he just did.)

And finally, crying. I chose to ignore the crying. It wasn’t real crying and we have a no communication rule at bedtime so he knows he won’t get anything from me once he’s going to bed: no play, no conversation! I was right to ignore as ten minutes late he was sleeping soundly. Since that night, we have had no shouting or crying and the time it’s took him to settle has gone from an hour to 20 minutes last night.

One of the things I didn’t expect when our little man gave up the dummy was how grown up he’d seem to me. At three years old. I’m so proud of the little boy he is becoming but he’s definitely not my little baby anymore. He’s kind, thoughtful, loving, cheeky, imaginative and now, dummy free! What a little star!


As for my original post from last year, Am I a Dummy…for using a Dummy?, no I’m not. It’s provided a lot of comfort for my son over the years and helped us out in situations where we needed him calm and settled. Now he’s at a age where he understands more and is able to settle himself in other ways. He falls asleep with his teddy or taggie blanket and doesn’t sucks thumb or finger, which for a thumb sucking Mummy, i really didn’t want for my son. I know how hard it is to stop and taking the dummy away was much easier. Will I use dummies with the new baby? If I need to, of course! 

How did you get rid of the dummy from your child? Do you have any tips for those about to “ditch the dummy”? Does your child suck their thumb? I’d love to hear your thoughts. Comment below or on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram.




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Pregnancy Diaries: Dating Scan & The Midwife

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16 weeks!

Four of nine months of pregnancy! There are days where I think it’s going really slowly and then I realise I’m at 16 weeks already and can’t believe I’m almost half way through. Chances are, this is going to be our last pregnancy, so I want to enjoy it as much as I can.

According to the funky little app called Baby Pics, Baby Nugget is the size of a donut. Other apps liken it to a avocado or an action figure (batman to be exact, my baby is batman). One of the ladies is nursery said

“Isn’t it funny that baby is still so small, yet your tummy is getting bigger?”

and she’s right, but apparently my uterus has got much bigger now and there is the placenta and not forgetting my organs! I actually saw the midwife this week and she said my uterus is at my belly button now which is exactly where it should be. We had a little listen to the heartbeat, which would have been nice, however the little mite was wriggling around so much we (my son and I, Daddy was at work) only heard it for about 20 seconds! At that point I thought “Uh oh, we have a lively one!”

I hoped that, as I hit the second trimester, I would begin feeling more normal again, like I did with my son. Unfortunately I’m not quite there yet. I’m still pretty exhausted and prone to falling asleep on the sofa or, more shockingly, during Love Island (Yes, it’s taken over my life. Don’t judge me. I have a weakness for trash TV)! More inconvient is the gipping…if I look at something, or even think of something, I don’t want to eat then I cough and gip. In Sainsbury’s the other day Little L said “What’s that noise?” when I was gipping. I had to tell him it was me!

The most exciting part of the 12-16 weeks of this pregnancy has been the dating scan at the hospital. Despite having a reassurance scan at 9.5 weeks, I still felt nervous as we walked towards the hospital doors. We walked down the corridor I’d staggered down whilst in labour with our little boy and I did feel a little bit of excitement and crossed my fingers everything was still okay. We didn’t have to wait long before we were called for our appointment and the sonographer was really chatty and lovely. She showed us our baby before turning the screen back round and clicking away to take measurements etc.

Whilst she was doing her job, my husband showed his dislike of quiet situations by filling the silence with chatter. The only benefit of this was entertaining stories from the sonographer about past patients, including a lady who had managed to persuade her husband to have one more baby, they got pregnant with number five only to go to the scan (she went alone as he worked away) to find out it was Baby five AND SIX! I think I would have fainted!

Finally she turned the screen back around and we were able to watch our little Nugget wriggling around and kick its (surprisingly long!) legs and waving its arms about. I could have laid there watching Baby dance about for hours, the relief that everything was okay was amazing.

I wondered whether to hold off on telling Little L about the baby after the scan. It’s a funny one isn’t it? If, tragically, anything did happen it would be confusing. However Mummy having a baby in her tummy could be confusing too! When we showed him the scan picture and asked him what it was, he said “A leg” – ha ha! Well if you look at the first picture, he was right! He seemed quite happy about it and since then, he has just got on with it. Occasionally he tells someone that “Mummy has a baby in her tummy” but didn’t mention much else until this week when he started walking around with an Ironman teddy up his tshirt and today he told nursery that he had a girl baby in his tummy and I had a boy baby in mine.

After the scan, we also announcement on social media with this little visual:


It was lovely to see that everyone was so pleased for us, and already think that Little L will make an awesome Big Brother. I have to agree…

As I lay in bed, writing this post on my phone, I am starting to feel bits of movement, nothing major just little flutters, but it’s lovely either way.

I’m looking forward to revealing the gender in my 16-20 weeks post but until then, place your bets? Do you think Baby Nugget is a boy or a girl?

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Pregnancy Diaries: Early Days & Half Term


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The most exciting thing that happened when I hit 9 weeks was that we had our early scan booked on the Sunday. I had booked it with a new company in Wakefield called Early Days Baby Scan a few weeks prior via their Facebook page. They had been lovely and helpful via messages and I’d even driven past one day to see a relaxing, modern and friendly place. We paid a £25 deposit and another £25 on arrival. I’d never had an early scan with Little L, waiting the painstaking 12 weeks for the hospital scan but this time I really wanted one…for one (some say silly) reason, i was going to see Robbie Williams at the Etihad Stadium, standing, and I wanted peace of mind before I queued and waited and jumped about all evening to Mr Williams himself.

The morning of the scan I was really nervous, my mum even commented that I barely spoke when we dropped our son off at her house before heading into Wakey. So many thoughts go through your head:

  • “What if I’ve made it up?”
  • “What if I’ve miscarried?”
  • “What if its twins?!”

I immediately relaxed (as much as you can when busting for the loo) when I walked into Early Days, Karen and Kathryn were professional but friendly and the room was calming so my nerves faded a little.

Whilst the scan is being done, Mum and Dad-to-be can watch everything on a flat screen TV on the wall in front of you. As she pressed into my tummy she said

“There’s your little person”

to which I responded with

“Does it have a heartbeat?”

which Kathryn confirmed it did and tears formed in my eyes. I relaxed and enjoyed the experience, listening to the heartbeat, being talked through the measurements and having a guided tour of my womb! And yes, there was only one! One, grape sized little human, kicking its legs and waving its stubby, little arms. Finally it all seemed real.


Obviously everyone is desperate to get out of the “danger zone” of the first 12 weeks and I have been no different however my dating scan at the hospital is not until I am 13 weeks – frustrating! Luckily, time does seem to be passing a little faster since the early scan and I’ve had lots of things to keep me going.

At 11 weeks, I felt like I had got a little bit of energy back but then I crashed again the week after so I think that might have been due to the busy half term I experienced:

  • Wembley – we travelled down south to watch Reading V Huddersfield in the Championship Playoff Final. Little L’s first football game! I was surprised at how well I kept going on that day, probably the adrenaline of my team winning and being promoted.
  • 48 hours child free in Manchester seeing my ultimate crush (I think its love) Robbie Williams. My sister and I saw him live, two nights in a row, physically it was draining but I’d never miss a RW gig.

As I entered week 12, Little L got a virus and we spent three days house bound, once again my mind wandered to how I was going to deal with two, especially if one, or both or all of us were poorly, but I don’t suppose I can spend the next 6 months worrying can i?!

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You Have To Laugh Tag



I was tagged by Gemma at Colley’s Wobbles to take part in You Have to Laugh‘s brand new #youhavetolaughtag. It’s all about being able to smile and have a laugh about the many trials and tribulations of parenting which I firmly believe we all need to do, once in a while!

Here are my responses;

1) Fill in the gap: Before I had children I never …..

…thought I’d recieve a picture of poo via WhatsApp.

…thought I’d be happy to go to the supermarket alone

…went to soft play centres

So many things!!!! I feel this is a never ending list.

2) What is the most annoying toy that your child owns or has owned and why?

He currently has one of those big floor mat piano’s and I groan everytime he gets it out. Despite it being awful cute that he says “Mummy this is your song” and hums down his microphone to it whilst wiggling his little bum, it’s more the aftermath. Leaving it playing to itself…or not turning it off so when he runs over it, whilst plays with something else, it starts up again with the most annoying demo song ever and then he just leaves it playing whilst ignoring my requests for him to turn it off.


3) Would you rather be covered in poo or covered in puke?

I fear that if I was covered in poo, I might puke anyway so let’s go for puke then there isn’t two substances. My gag reflex isn’t great so it’s bound to end up in tears anyway!

4) Is Peppa Pig more annoying than Postman Pat is bad at his job? Discuss.

I’m subjected to more Peppa Pig in my house than I am Postman Pat.

Little L doesn’t watch Pat, and thank goodness because his inept skills frustrate me every episode! How that man has not been sacked is beyond me and how he’s never lost Jess, what cat stays to their owner like that furball does?

Yes, Peppa is a total brat but I can deal with that anyway over Pat, I can ignore Peppa, I get drawn into Pat’s rediculousness!

5) What time constitutes a lie-in in your house now and how does this compare to your pre-child days?

These days I’m pretty happy if it’s after 7am when our son invades our bedroom. I get up for work at 6:30, three days a week, so 7am feels like a lie in. Recently I’ve not been sleeping as well so despite not being woken up, I’m usually awake. I make the most of laying in the dark in the peace and quiet. Pre-baby, a lie in would be 9/10am probably. I remember feeling shocked if anyone suggested doing anything before lunchtime – ha ha!

6) What is your favourite swear word or swear word combo and when was the last time you used it?

I don’t think I have a favourite swear word and I don’t think I’ve ever combined two together but maybe I should!

The last time I used a swear word was last night when I called our cat a “dickhead” for puking in our bedroom. I’ve been known to refer to my son as an “arsehole” when he’s been having a particularly challenging day, not to his face, but to the dismay of my mum. Like she’s never called me an arsehole!


Arsehole Cat

7) Tell us your worst ever nappy or potty training experience.

The worst poonami I ever experienced was in Frankie and Benny’s disabled toilet whereby my darling son had managed to poo so much that it had pretty much filled his babygrow from head to toe. He was massively upset by the situation (who wouldn’t be?) and was screaming so loudly that I was sure the whole restaurant could hear. All he wanted was a cuddle of reassurance but there was no way I was covering a squirming pile of poop so I just had to set to attempting to clean him up. I reckon I used nearly a whole pack of wipes and because he was so upset, he was managing to smear it all over the changing table too. Not my finest hour. I eventually emerged and a Mum who was waiting with her child said “Are you okay? That sounded traumatic!” 😂

8) There is no electricity and won’t be for the next week. NONE. After eating the contents of the freezer (assuming you have a gas cooker) what the hell do you do with yourself?

I do have a gas cooker and I’ve never thought of that as a benefit till now. I like to think that I would do crafts n sh*t with my son but I would probably set up camp in a soft play if the weather’s shit and the park if it’s nice. Anything that entertains my son, keeps me happy!

9) If you didn’t need the money and didn’t have a little one what would you spend your days doing?

Oooooh the dream!

I would travel around, seeing the UK and the world. I would volunteer at primary schools, reading with the kids. I would do a cake decorating course and perfect my baking. I would have at least one duvet day a week! I’d read a book, watch box sets, meet friends for lunch and days out, learn new skills! What wouldn’t I do?!

10) What’s your guilty pleasure?

Crap TV!

When the boy is in bed and the hubs is at work I love nothing more than indulging in trash TV: Hollyoaks, Geordie Shore, Ex on the Beach, Say Yes To The Dress, Cake Boss…the list is endless! I get very excited around August/September when I know my weekends will co dust of evenings watching SCD and X Factor – sad but true!

11) If you could have anyone round for dinner, alive or dead, which 3 people would you choose? (NB – If you pick a dead person they would be alive during dinner – you wouldn’t just be dining with a corpse. That would be creepy)

A) Without fail, Robbie Williams. It’s at the top of my bucket list to meet him one day. I adore him and will be at his Heavy Entertainment Tour on the 2nd June – I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve seen him live.

B) My Dad. He died when I was 17 and I’d love to know his thoughts on my little family now.

C) Philip Scofield – I’m caught between fancying him a little and thinking he’s make a great dad stand in! Such a legend.



12) What is your favourite funny blog post ever (your own, or someone else’s)?

I don’t think I have one specific one! I love BrummyMummyof2‘s vlogs, especially from when she was going to/in Disneyland. I was very jealous but she puts a funny spin on everything and regularly makes me smile, which I appreciate.

So, there you have it, I hope you laughed.
Time for you to carry the baton;
1) Em from BrummyMummyof2 (She’s funny so bound to put an hilarious spin on it!)
2) Matthew from Leeds Dad
3) Stacey from Teaching Mum (who I always tag in these kind of things!)
Copy and paste the twelve questions below into your own blog, or if you don’t have a blog, just do it on Facebook. Or the back of your bus ticket.

Answer them.

At the end of your post, tag at least 3 bloggers/friends who you’d like to fill out the #YouHaveToLaugh tag and let them know!

Add two of your very own questions and remove two that you don’t like as much from the original list – it’s all about evolution.

Use the badge code at the bottom of this post in your own post so that people can click to see this page and these rules!

Let us know when your post is up by tagging us on Twitter with #youhavetolaughtag at @youhave2laugh and we will retweet it. We’ll also link to it below in this very post so your answers could be seen by everyone else in the world who completes the tag! We could be talking literally tens of people!

The questions:
1) Fill in the gap: Before I had children I never …..

2) What is the most annoying toy that your child owns or has owned and why?

3) Would you rather be covered in poo or covered in puke?

4) Is Peppa Pig more annoying than Postman Pat is bad at his job? Discuss.

5) What’s the funniest question your child has asked you?

6) What is your favourite swear word or swear word combo and when was the last time you used it?

7) Tell us your worst ever nappy or potty training experience.

8) What is the funniest thing that has happened to you as a parent?

9) If you didn’t need the money and didn’t have a little one what would you spend your days doing?

10) If squirrels ruled the world, what do you think would be the advantages and disadvantages?

11) If you could have anyone round for dinner, alive or dead, which 3 people would you choose? (NB – If you pick a dead person they would be alive during dinner – you wouldn’t just be dining with a corpse. That would be creepy)

12) What is your favourite funny blog post ever (your own, or someone else’s)?


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An Open Letter to…my Wifey


My best friend S is due to have her first child at the beginning of June. She lives with her lovely fiancé, J and their hilarious Beagle, Juno. I have referred to her as my ‘wifey’ ever since we shared a room together at university. 


To my dear Wifey,

Within the next month (hopefully!), you are going to begin a new adventure of motherhood and I’ve been thinking about writing a post in relation to this for a while, however Teaching Mum beat me to it! Ha ha! Jokes.

Still, you’re one of my best friends. We have known each other the majority of our lives: going through school, sixth form, university and teaching together. We’ve picked each other up from break-ups and made each other laugh until we cried (this will now become laugh until we pee a bit, thanks to the wonders of child birth). We’ve ranted to each other, criticised each other, fallen out, made up and everything else in between. All of those experiences have added a new dimension to our relationship and now, motherhood will be another thing we have in common.

At 34 weeks pregnant (as I write this), it may not feel like it – thanks to the aches and pains, the baby limbs sticking in you and the fact that you can’t see your feet…or other areas for that matter – but it really is a wonderful time and I’m quite jealous. You are experiencing something I have experienced but will never experience again – the first time. You only have one first pregnancy/baby and I am lucky enough to have the gorgeous Little L but I’ve done the firsts. The first time you do the pregnancy test, the first scan, the first time you feel a kick, the first time you have to get someone else to paint your toes, the first time in child birth…the list goes on. Yes, hopefully I’ll be lucky though to go through it again but second time round you’re already in the know.

As frustrating as you may be finding it, not knowing is beautiful. It’s innocent and blissful, with thoughts of family cuddles and gazing adoringly at your newborn. I remember being thoroughly frustrated that there was nothing I could do to prepare, particularly with breastfeeding. It wasn’t something that could be practiced, you just had to wait and see and that was incredibly difficult for me! You know I like to be prepared! Truth be told, you can prepared as much or as little as you want, until that baby is here and your get to know it, you can’t prepare because you have to go with the flow. From the moment the baby arrives, it’s in charge! Ha ha!


One thing I do know, you are going to be a wonderful mother. You and J will be wonderful parents. Yes, you will find it hard but anyone who says they doesn’t are lying. I can see the apprehension in your face and hear the worry in your voice when you ask questions. It’s endearing and sweet. You strive to be successful in all areas of your life, this is another, and I have no doubt you will be in your new challenge. You are a caring and sensitive soul who likes to make others happy and as much as these traits will aid you in your parenting journey (yes, I used the cheesy ‘journey’ analogy!) you must be selfish within the next few months and try to please yourself, baby and J first and foremost.

I told you the other week

“Listen to all advice but only take what suits you.”.

Here’s my few words of wisdom…

Be outspoken. Don’t be afraid to tell people how it is. If you’ve had a night of no sleep and crying (the baby and possibly you and J!), you don’t know your arse from your elbow and you want to hibernate with your little family for the day but you’re expecting visitors or someone asks to come round, say “No”. Don’t be afraid to offend because most will understand and those that don’t, don’t deserve your time. Alternatively, you say what goes regarding your child, so if you think they’re being passed about too much or someone wants to pick them up when you’ve just got them to sleep in the moses basket, again, say “No”. I remember being at a family party where L was being passed around from family member to family member, he’s just get settled then he’s be passed on. In the end I stepped in and settled him in his buggy. I heard the odd comment about being over-protective or something, but I ignored it. I was the one that would have to deal with the fussy, agitated baby later on.

Confront your feelings. Having experienced many women close to me suffering with PND, I was overly aware of how I was feeling and quite open about this. My husband knew if I was feeling sad, happy, stressed etc. I found that by being open about it, I was supported in the appropriate way. One of the things I love about you most is that you wear your heart on your sleeve, carry on with this as a mother. Say if you’re struggling, there’s no shame in it. Looking after a baby is bloody hard work at times, and very hard work depending on the type of baby you get so people need to know how you’re feeling so they can support you. Luckily, although I was tired, I was actually very happy most of the time and I’m sure you will be too.

Don’t be alone. When J goes back to work after those initial two weeks, don’t be alone. If you’re struggling to get you and baby out of the house, invite people round (under the pretence that they make the tea and bring cake!). I know our bestie B said that getting out of the house more the second time round was really helpful to her. Staring at the same four walls with only a non-speaking baby (and let’s not forget Juno but as we know, she’s not the best conversationalist!) to chat to can send you a little stir crazy. I was the same as B, I had to get out of the house or the days went sooooooo slowly, especially when you’re up in the night too, they all blur together.

Ask. If you’re unsure about how to do something, if you think they’ve got a bit of a temperature/rash/virus, if you think something isn’t quite working or you need some tips for possible things to try to settle/get them to feed or sleep etc. Just ask. I guarantee, people will be happy to help. In the first few weeks, my family/friends that were also mothers were amazing to ask for advice as they all had little tricks they’d used on their own. One was bound to work!

Finally do what makes you happy: breastfeeding or bottle feeding, sleeping training, co-sleeping, dummies or no dummies, routine or on demand. Whatever it is, whatever others opinions are, if it makes you happy then that is the main thing. After all, it’s true what they* say “Happy Mum, Happy Baby”.

(*I’m not sure who the mysterious “they” are but they are wise.)


I cannot wait to meet your precious little bubs and see you be an amazing mother. You’ve already tackled many bumps in the road during pregnancy and done so in a calm, level headed manner that I knew you will deal with whatever is thrown at you during motherhood in exactly the same way. You’ve trusted your body to house your child and protect it, now you have to trust it to bring him/her (him, in my opinion but we will see!) into the world. Never doubt yourself Wifey, you are one of the strongest women I know and you can do it.

All the love in the world, Becky. xxxx


**UPDATE** My lovely bestie had her SON on Wednesday 17th May at 2:20pm by emergency c-section. She’s already a natural with little Frederic James and I’m so proud of her!


Frederic (Frdddie) James – 7lb3oz of love

If you’d like to read more about my lovely friend and our Core Four group, click here. I’m thinking of making “An Open Letter To…” into a monthly series. Do you like it? Let me know your thoughts by commenting below or visiting my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram pages. 

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Pregnancy Diaries: Sleeping Beauty


I recently published a new post titled “Positive Distractions” which announced my pregnancy to the blogging world. A short, hopeful post of my initial feeling regarding the little line appearing on the pregnancy test.

We are now at eight weeks and while it is still a secret to most, more people than I initial intended know about the little human growing inside me. What can I say? I’m great at keeping secrets for others but maybe not to much for myself! Truthfully, I have a big immediate family and I have quite a few best and close friends so that’s why it feels like more people know. As I said in my first post, I’m not superstitious and if something terrible were to happen, I’d want these people to support me. Most are over the moon, excited and happy for us. We’ve been through a lot as a couple of the last 6 months so some were probably slightly worried about that but we’ve come out the other side stronger than ever.

I guess around 5/6 weeks the symptoms kicked in:

  • Tiredness…scrap that, it’s exhaustion! I remembered being tired but not this tired! Probably has something to do with the toddler I’m also running around after. Many nights I’ve climbed into bed straight after Little L. I’m like Sleeping Beauty…or someone with narcolepsy!
  • Bloating. Everyone says you show quicker with your second but this is ridiculous! There are days where, by the end of the day, I look four months pregnant, not two! My maternity clothes are out and I’m finding most difficult to disguise it at work. My department and Senior Leadership Team know, but the students don’t and I’d like to keep it that way until I’ve had my 12 week scan.
  • Migraines. I got two migraines within a week about week 6. It was awful. I was drinking enough but I think it was just the change of hormones on my body that caused it.
  • Sickness. I’ve actually only been physically sick once (behind Co-Op) and I blame that on the husband that didn’t leave me any butter so I had to eat dry crumpets. However, the nausea comes and goes. I find it’s worse if I think about eating something I don’t fancy.
  • Speaking of the husband, he can’t do a lot right, bless him. There are days were my hormones really don’t like him. One morning he’d only been up 30 minutes and I’d had a go at him for three separate issues. Thing is, he’s actually being awesome! very attentive, asking how I’m feeling and letting me have more lie ins than usual. Making me cups of tea and anything else I want.
  • Dreams….oh my god! Every single night, vivid, crazy, random dreams about everything and everything. None have been that traumatic so I actually quite enjoy them….especially the one that had Robbie Williams in – ha ha!


Within this second month, I’ve also had my first midwife appointment, the lovely Corrine who is the same midwife I had when I was pregnant with Little L. I was so pleased as she is so kind and supportive. She went through a few basics and gave me my notes and bounty pack. It did amuse me greatly when, during an unrelated conversation she said:

“Do you do any illegal drugs?!”

I know this is a serious question and applicable to some parents-to-be, however it was more the way she threw it into conversation that made me laugh. We discussed my birth with my son and how uneventful it had been which prompted her to encourage me to have a home birth. I declined for a few reasons:

  1. I know how much blood comes out and I don’t want that mess in my house!
  2. Little L needs as little disruption as possible and I don’t think I’d like to see it.
  3. I’m more relaxed in hospital, knowing I have everything I need for every eventuality.
  4. Our hospital has a new birth centre I want to try out!

This baby is still to adopt a nickname fully, so far it’s been called whatever size it is that week, for example, Lentil. Nothing’s stuck but I’m sure it will. We have an Early Scan booked on 21st May when I will be 9 weeks and 4 days, I’m looking forward to this and I’m nervous about it all at the same time. Like most women, I have days that I’m wondering if I made it all up in my head!

Mostly, this second month has been about being tired and I’ll be glad when the second trimester hits and I get some energy back. Poor L has had to deal with his Mummy playing from laying on the sofa on an afternoon and I’ve realised that I can’t pack as much into a day as I used to, or it affects me terribly for a few days after.

Still, it’ll all be worthwhile in the long run.

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Piglets Adventure Farm – Egg-Stravaganza! 

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Easter Monday – be lazy and hang around the house all day thinking about the impending doom of work the next day OR go out for the day, doing something fun and helping you forget about said responsibilities that follow? Given that we had been invited to Piglets Adventure Farm, near York, to review their Easter Egg-Stravaganza, the latter was definitely more appealing!

Piglets had been popping up on my Facebook newsfeed a lot last summer however, with our trip to Australia, we never got chance to visit. Luckily, we had more free time and decent weather in the Easter holidays so it was a perfect opportunity to see what all the fuss was about.

After a short 40 minute drive from our home in Wakefield, we arrived at Piglets with an excited 2 (nearly 3!) year old who immediately spotted a digger and, straight away, his day was made.

Whilst L pretended to dig (we didn’t put any money in, he just pretended) we could watch the most adorable little piglets chasing each other around in a big muddy field. It was so lovely to see them out in the open, running around and playing in the fresh air, unlike most farms where they are in smaller pens.

Once we’d handed over our voucher (thank you Piglets!), one of staff gave us a map and pointed us in the direction of the different features and activities.

Baa the Playbarn (ha ha see what I did there? Baa – sheep – farm 😂) we could pretty much see everything on offer from the entrance making it easy to navigate around. Our son was on the run straight away, his little legs pelting down the hill towards the Kidbine and Tractor.

Mr Roversi got very excited by the Olympigs Obstacle Course and immediately dragged us all over there.

Most of Piglets Adventure Farm is aimed at younger toddlers, making it a great place for my son to get involved in most things. The obstacle course had a few tricky bits that were a little too old for him but it didn’t stop him enjoying himself and I’m sure those older siblings that have come with younger ones particularly enjoyed this section, like my husband – the big kid.

As my husband said, towards the end of our visit,

“It’s a good place to let them have a bit of independence”

With all the play areas and sandpits, you can take a step back and let them explore and play without having to hover over them all the time. By loitering a few metres behind, they can explore the variety of play areas for themselves. L loves sand so he was completely engrossed in the Farmhouse and giant sandpit, doing his favourite things: climbing, sliding, digging, building and wrecking sand castles.

My immediate impression was that there were lots of little activities to do, rather than other places that have big ones that take a lot of time. This meant you could tailor your day to what your kids like and there is no need to rush. Little L was able to spend as long as he liked on the different areas, meaning no tantrums and a relaxed atmosphere.

Our little man has been on bouncing pillows before but he REALLY loved them at Piglets. I think it was because there were two separate ones: for over 5’s and one for under 5’s so he wasn’t battling the older ones knocking him over. Everyone was his age and he giggled away with a little girl, bouncing on his bottom and falling over.

From the bouncing pillows we headed to the first special Easter activity which was an egg hunt! We watched a video where the Mad Hatter told us about the chicken’s around the farm who were hiding their eggs however we had to watch out for the cheeky fox and rabbit who might get in our way! We were given a basket and a sheet and our hunt began!

Little L really loved running ahead and finding the eggs, obviously Mummy and Daddy (plus an anagram solver) had to work out the word at the end but the eggs were planted around the farm too, meaning we could combine seeing the animals with our egg hunt.

I love this picture! 

On the finish line, L declared “CHAMPION!” and went in to claim his prize, a malteaser bunny! The ladies running the Easter egg hunt were really lovely, asking the kids lots of questions about their Easter and generally making the whole experience enjoyable and easy.

The egg hunt was followed by Magic Hatter’s Magic show. All the kids watching were giggling and laughing. Little L had his slack look on as usual then decided he was “a little bit scared”. God knows why because he wasn’t scary at all…actually reminded me of Mr Tumble a little but L doesn’t like him much either! Personally, I thought he was really good (from a kids point of view)!

Slack face

I have a couple of favourite moments from the day:

1) The Barrel Train Pick Up

Much like any stereotypical little boy, Little L is obsessed with trains, diggers, trucks, and tractors therefore this little ride made his day. “Make sure you drive it!” My hasband told our son and, of course, he took this very seriously! The little smile on his face he was pulled around and appeared back at the start was a picture. Be aware though, it does go quite a way from the start and therefore the parents which one little one wasn’t so keen on. Although it makes a great game – taking bets on which child in which barrel will come back crying! Ha ha!

2) The Bale Play Baaarn

A new addition to Piglets Adventure Farm incorporating ride on tractors, a wave slide and a drop slide, rope swings swings and a giant corn box.

To get there we travelled by tractor, a short journey past some pigs. There is a heated seating area where there is a coffee shop and ‘Piggy Pizza Parlour’. We sample a couple of pizzas for lunch and they were really tasty and homemade in pizza ovens.

Margarita and Three Cheese Pizzas

Little L was in his element in here: fueling up tractors, sliding, climbing up hay and digging in the corn.

My husband and I looked at the Rope Swings but I think we both thought L was too young, but then I thought “Let’s try him”

The picture may be blurry but you can see the utter delight on his face! I was impressed by his bravery! In all honesty, I thought he’d let go and fall into the hay below but he didn’t!

Obviously, with the sand, hay, mud and corn, I wouldn’t recommend your children wear their best clothes! Piglets is a place to let your little piglets get mucky and enjoy it!

We really enjoyed our day at Piglet’s Adventure Farm. It’s a place where you can spend a couple of hours or all day however at £9/10 per person, I would say spend as much time as you can because it makes it more worthwhile. Under 1’s are free and it’s slightly cheaper if you book online. They also do family annual passes which, if you live nearer would probably be a great idea!

We will definitely be returning to Piglets Adventure Farm, probably for some summer fun, as we had a lovely day out. Next time, we’d be tempted to take a picnic as the food outlets are limited but there are lots of nice places to sit and eat. I can imagine that there is a lot planned for Piglet’s to expand, as they seem to have a lot of land, and I look forward to seeing how it develops.

Have you visited Piglet’s Adventure Farm or do you have something similar near you? I’d love to hear about it! Comment below or find me on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. You can also follow other days out that we have!

This post is in collaboration with Piglet’s Adventure Farm however all opinions are my own. 

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